the sky turned dusty
churning up old memories.
blood and blue bruises.
all god’s children
on the black chiclets
my fingers dancing macabre.
playing god with men.
dark knights
slumber sleeps heavy
as the old sun walks the earth.
avoiding dark nights.
time slide
sky dark as oil.
days slippery as wet grass.
time a downward slide.
the pretender
can we just pretend
that people don’t navel gaze.
or stay small minded.
gray schmear
smeared gray like cement.
the world outside is grayscale.
cheap simulation.