Between the years
That switch of time....
Two men
Midnight cigarettes in the glare of wet city streets, and a man said to the other between the breath of a drag, “The only thing i trust is my death, my only hope is that death is truly the end, that there is no greater meaning; that's all i want.” Smoke rose in the damp air — disappearing into moonlight.
Sisyphean Muscle Spread
The weight of the world
is heavy — if the rock
could reach the top —
but it rolls to the bottom
so that i may roll it back.
Breakup
I lie about
how bad it was
as i don't need the sympathy;
nor to share the pain,
nor remove the stain,
that my shame has burned into me.
Manhattan From the Sky
your so pristine — from afar,
seemingly clean — when leaving.
some golden stars pressing
against black diamond mazes
slice through with darkness
like bullets into concrete
stopping against your city walls,
disinct and certain in its rhythym
Dance
There should be no music on my mind
that plays without the rhythm of an end.
Do not betray the hearts beat,
Do not sin against the soul,
Death is not an abstraction.
Plane Haiku
Above the wet clouds
traveling with intention,
Canned like a sardine