in the tall green grass
an economy of ants
plot against humans.
an owe to hoe
between concrete walls
move gray bodies, emptied souls.
a trail of debts owed.
fizzy tears
it’s my wet sad tears.
water on electronics.
my life all fizzled.
dead head
the sun hot as lead
burns a hole through my bald head.
assuming i’m dead.
garrote the carrot
in the long wet grass
the rabbit hunts for carrots.
orange blood on teeth.
clown face
it’s all up in flames.
the world a burning cinder.
the clowns are laughing.