November 2024 – cereal after sex

Cacophonic dreams Places never seen In the mind ride of Neptune Orange rinds scattered about the surface Domed palaces Deep… Read more.

Gnomes of Rebuttal

Here I am Crushed like red pepper Flakes of food For a golden fish in a water tank The river… Read more.

The plastic streets Are full of fear and neon The ghosts of history erased Clamber the halls of these Our… Read more.

I was standing in the grocery store looking at bread. My mind was kind of numb. I was thinking about… Read more.

Sunlight splashes through the windows The bottles of pink grapefruit and mandarin bergamot soda Throw shadows across the white tablecloth… Read more.

The street was wet with rain and warped neon. I stepped into a bar and lounge called Cucumber. That’s it.… Read more.

The stars smell like Play-Doh tonight. It must be the encroaching rain or swarm of plastic angels bearing false prophets.… Read more.

I carved a portal into the wall One that would suck me through and kill my due An orchestrated taffy… Read more.

Beehive morning Cold, gray, wet Remembering stars still spinning Dreams in deadlock I just can’t recall the colors or the… Read more.

There was a dark, lonely road of dirt that led to a bright spot at the end. There were leaves,… Read more.

The psithurism of the autumn forest flutters as the madmen of the otherworld profit from global uncertainty. I drive the… Read more.