MORE FOOL ME

my
handwriting
has
been
on
a
journey
into
shit
&
not
yet
back

& the trigger

was my experiment

in cursive numbers

more fool me

HA(NU)KU CAFE

coffee

corner table

three line poem

FOUR BY FOUR & THREE BY FOUR

sick days have time

for a biopsy punch

of the prologue past

so instead of that

i stretch out

& teach myself

an impromptu class

on counterproductive semantics

THANKS & PLEASE

 

had enough of living
in interesting times thanks

could do with some
uninteresting times now please

downtime in the pit

with the maintenance pros

to breath & mourn
& catch up some

BALLOONED

black night

purple edges

head ballooned 

by tiers 

of overthunk

& immense

amygdala action

~

& it feels 

as if rotating 

like deli windows

spit roast chicken

or those

old fashioned

police cars 

roof mounted

blue lights