Sun’s Up, Guns Up – Journal 6/25/17

One thing about summer in Washington is that the entire place is ill-equipped. People’s reactions tend to be a little overstated. Somehow, every single year, the hardware stores of the Pierce and King counties sell out of fans. Every year? Where the fuck are the ones from last year going? Anyways, the hot weather isContinue reading “Sun’s Up, Guns Up – Journal 6/25/17”

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Death6ish

We planned out harvest In August And we knew what we Were doing Blue skies Rich soil Hills like Gold foil Yet this doesn’t feel like home To us This endless sunshine and white Clouds in the ocean blue We work with what we’ve wrought When the weather rots And clouds enrage At the prospectContinue reading “Death6ish”

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So Cal Lunar

I earnestly Miss the moon As it was more Commonly called Luna in So Cal skies How it looked new As a dialated pupil And when it was full So jeweled and bold Waxing demelting Waning and fading But now I can’t See it anymore In cloudy, rainy Washington Skies still have A great allureContinue reading “So Cal Lunar”

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Chroma Snow Blossom

Chroma Snow Blossom A snowbound mountain Painted on a canvas Of white trees and Indigo ice Against Zodiac pyrites Deep dream Chromashifting Down the slopes Black rocks And white snow with Waves of Staining color Rushing down Mountain Colorsufing Like how debasers tailor Snowflake cells Distorting them Metamorphosis Blossom in this Snow pollen’s fell Snowflake’sContinue reading “Chroma Snow Blossom”

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Overgrown

Overgrown On the roofs of houses In a suburb A mossy overgrown Sentimental pipeline Crossing from Home to home Shoots with the Arrow of time Christmas lights And tiny fir trees Fortresses, bastions, And snowy top days Moss is the turret On a tower of a home Ropes like rigging are Beacons polychrome Cast magicContinue reading “Overgrown”

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Warsxzaw

Warsxzaw There was always the Wet blacktop. There was always grey Warsaw clouds Threatening to drain Onto the small world. From heavy nebulas In the heavensya Where mist rolls In webs To aerosol ticks Jumping. Falling. Falling Through open sky, Past trees and Telephone poles, The ticks land On wet blacktop, Crawling in cracks UnderContinue reading “Warsxzaw”

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31-Degree Pseudo Date

31-Degree Pseudo Date It was cold that morning When I picked you up And I first saw you Dressed for cold weather When you stepped Onto the porch Locking up as I watched and thought My ribcage opened up And relieved the tension My jeep idling in The driveway Freezing with cold When you openContinue reading “31-Degree Pseudo Date”

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Looking Up

Looking Up Spider’s spun spindly Cobwebs cauterize Wounds of a gash Mass over skies stretch Gathering dust Old cocoons Caught in silk Clandestine roads Forest overpass Freeways below Footfalls pedestrian Foraging for food Old monsoons Bringing the flake To worm’s mulch Soil slaked Decomposing in the shadow Of a spider web hollowed Ivory crossroads HungContinue reading “Looking Up”

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