soldiers take the field foam swords and shields Costume City troops dressed in batman suits they paused for lunch at noon

we are still evolving who have we become our thoughts and doors revolving all problems still need solving as we orbit our dying sun

I’ll never wake up next to her so, I hold her in my dreams. I dare not speak my heart, left my thoughts in sleep. we sit upon a park bench

from the barber chair mirror he watches the fear in their eyes a forty lb coo-coo clock hangs on… covered in a dozen years of dust the dust isn’t important at all

a porch light leads me home glowing bright like a lighthouse beam warning of the rocky shoals the farmland sky at night

lava oozes down the peak the sweat and heat, my body quiver… glowing golden, burning streams blazing, globbing, gobbling flames hungry molten rivers

back aboard the ship Captain Luna sat with Bart pressing him; how’d you manage this little slip? you were once my savvy knight

charred scents linger within the astronaut’s mind suits, boots, glove fingers leave scent memories behind reek of burnt toast and sulfur

Sycophant milquetoast running from your brown nose Everyone superior looked down on in the mirror Apologetic worm

smoke of my cigarette fades into the clouds perspective from my squinted eye through my dusty glasses dusk, August 11th, 2023

Lawn clippings left in my mouth Finest cheese weed Couldn’t produce a lick of saliva buzzing from the sativa August 12, 2023

a chandelier of rainbows tattooed below her eyebrow blush and bruised, Captain Luna inspected the sloppy crew dressed in their business suits

golden angel hair strands upon the earth needles of the bull pine scattered on the grass and dirt trap fallen raindrops

Flutter of conure wings a young girl sings leaning on the railing of her apartment balcony home from her date

Uniform yellow lines you stretch out to the curb. The lines that stretch in blue are already reserved. Long white lines stretching down t…