vacuum

my just sentence is
incarceration for life
outside your spacesuit

sanctum

In sealed stagnant rooms
anguish breathes, veiled in shadow
as we laugh out loud.

2018

They're celebrating
all around the world tonight. 
We weren't invited.  

story

cold bitter coffee, 

false hopes and hematomas

began with a dream

kings

extract and amass,
crowning yourselves in splendor
to rule the wasteland

blessing

praise the deity
who blesses us richly by
purging his own sins

sunrise

digital crowing
morning dawns with new promise
just like yesterday

no one

my voice, it resounds
like deadfall crashing in a
deserted forest

aftermath

soaking in silence
the tepid anticlimax
brings stronger tremors

shock value

Why do I still jump
when you're full of surprises
I've come to expect?

elevators

thirty stories high
packed like powder and dangling
calm down, you're just fine

surge

bellows from the deep
turn your face northward and push
we cannot get out

vacation

mist dampened tables
where imprisoned umbrellas
savor solitude

jade

jones for the novel
thrilling experience in
deeper hues of jade

news

avalanche of facts
valid and alternative
buries my passion
 

hope

my wound's nearly healed
bring all your sharpened objects
i've come back for more  
 

cars

exoskeletons
locked in vicious battle for
separate prizes

concession

syrupy fingered
tenacious catastrophe
limp bodies protest

patience

slowly collapsing
around the suction inside
until she explodes

ivy

oily touch of fire
wriggling and venomous
stoked by a dousing