what was war? you turned off the transmission this morning the eyes of your coffee are still watching you he’s trying to invade a place that was part of you decades ago the romance of collapsed buildings that inspire your fascination the hills rehearse the ghosts of tomorrow’s dirges what were the eyes of your coffee? what did they see in the dirges of the hills? you shift your romance a collapsed buildingWritten October 20, 2025
Monday, October 20, 2025
The Eyes
Wednesday, October 8, 2025
Presidential
trump presides from on top of his golden toilet everything passesWritten October 7, 2025
Saturday, October 4, 2025
As Gravity Soars
we trade centuries down the smooth rails along the ancestral stairs left our ghosts up top their staring shock at us their disbelief that gravity could be so much fun is gravity fun? entire courtrooms clear their throats the wall of mist behind the observation seats and frowns worse than even a judge could show even the sounds of traffic behind the barriers is a slow growl maybe played backwards you would feel their teeth so throw flowers throw flowers weightless monkey wrenches puffs of air of a world that exists in all weather in their flight there’s joy and song embodiment of love in the worldWritten October 3, 2025
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