Weep

Take me where the flowers never bloomed and never willAnd happiness is in a pillThat doesn't know the word "until"And with their petals ever stillBeneath the tomb of what we killSo can we decorate decay with lily, rose, and daffodil Tell me that the sun is hidden low behind the crestWhere only death was made … Continue reading Weep

Please

Please don't let me wander where the roads that I avoided ever sprawlWhere, behind the thickets, lie the secrets that I keepAnd only words remain as any proof that I can weepWhere just so many patterns rest in humble disarrayBut these are mine, it's what I have, and I would love to lose them all … Continue reading Please

Feel

I rearrange my circuits into something like a heartBut all it seems to ever get is, "it's a start..."So soldering more wiresWhile the joy in me expires...I try a new configuration - tear it all apartAnd I'm rewarded with, "it makes for pleasant art" I layer on some lacquer and I try to dye it … Continue reading Feel

Memorandum

Lucille has that tone that she gets when she's annoyed and she's doing that thing where she punctuates every few sentences with that hanging space before offering an almost silent sigh of exasperation. "Well," she begins saying - like she always does when she's annoyed - "we need it done sooner rather than later." I … Continue reading Memorandum

Desperation

When Christina Martin was found, she was in the bed of an old pickup truck that was owned by one Franklin Torrence who was the gardener for Edward Jacobson. Edward was in the driver's seat, and when Franklin Torrence was questioned, he said, "Mr. Jacobson said he needed my truck. I just assumed he didn't … Continue reading Desperation

Adam

When we pull up to the restaurant, it's a long, slow deceleration and I'm flanked by other vehicles so far in all directions that I'm not even sure where the beginning and the ending is. Even to the side of me are other vehicles - solid black, windows tinted, bulletproof. Someone opens the door next … Continue reading Adam

Sugar

It seems like a fitting enough place, all things considered - even if no one knows it and no one knows why. Here where the air is rich with the scent of steam which shouldn't even be a scent at all and the various fragrances of food and drinks being made, consumed, and discarded mingle … Continue reading Sugar

Cutter

Arbitrary landscapes in a flutter 'round the cellarAre they moving interstellarBeing fortune and the tellerNot the sold and not the seller of the all consuming clutter Piling in monuments of other minor momentsWhere we measure in componentsBeing growth and how we've grown itInto fountains full of foment fit to fade like just another Trivial pursuit … Continue reading Cutter

Directory pt.1

"The thing you gotta understand is just how...unremarkable he was. You know? Like...he was one of those guys that you could talk to ten times in two years and none of it like...none of it really stuck. You know?" "So wait," Jim said. His bottle of beer hovered so close to his lips he probably … Continue reading Directory pt.1