sucking on exhausts
drunk upon the thickest smog.
business as usual.
Archives for March 2016
going viral
the single cell life
tucked into tiny corners.
and eating my soul.
stale life
the heavy tiredness.
the heaving in life’s bosom.
the languid stale air.
jokers to the left of me
thorny trail ahead.
behind me breadcrumbs of blood.
above me the dark skies.
quit staring
the wrinkled lined face.
i don’t recognize the mask
as he stares at me.
private thrones
the cat’s privacy
more important than the meow.
for the sitting throne.