the very first day
of a decades’ long journey.
to a home with me.
living daylights
the stretched yawn of day
as its blond head rises up
to be beaten down.
cost of business
sucking on exhausts
drunk upon the thickest smog.
business as usual.
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.