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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

perched upon the table made of oak and maple stones carved of cedar and sycamor… is grandpa’s checkerboard when mom and dad play rummy

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

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

breath of sky on her spine creeping, chilly blows flow down to her thighs the slightest summer wind

summer brings slurries wicked sticky sleet drops puddling, pooling, icicles drippin… slush gushes from the frosted roof… winter heat fries the egg

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

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