if you swim in air.
flapping like you just don’t care.
wet behind the ears.
water
sunny sighs
on a muggy night
the fog prowls the dark damp streets.
looking for sunshine.
highwaymen
time is an ice cube
melting in the car’s back seat.
while we go nowhere.
winter tide
in the days gone by
floating on halcyon’s nest.
drowning in winter.
vibrating sermons
the rattling rumbles.
the tires whine underfoot.
like the sound of prayers.
attrition mission
the sands are slipping
down the slopes of our lives.
swallowed by oceans.