slow boats

that faithful cigarette burns a holein her side,displaced thoughts dancealong the cornersof her abandonedroom, asslow boats ripagainstthe high tidesof her troubled mind a selflesssuicide, (vacancy)plays a tunebehind those hostileeyes;her thin words etchedalong the dotted line who is she? (a ghost?)a piece of familiara shadow of yesterdaycreeping upfrom behind to pull youunder (the ocean’s deep)and theContinue reading “slow boats”


(bang!)   the echo stretches for miles   even the trees stop and turn   and all is still   one slip of a finger on the silver hammer cuts a clear path through the front wall and out the back   (enter through the side door, exit through the window)   and everything youContinue reading “intention(al)”