GUERRILLA DETRITUS

shrug off the years

from your chain-smoked

hatchback backache

& brandish your

been-there / done-that

hot-rocked-the-tshirt

age-awarded eyes

like a weapon sheathed 

in a bittersweet

guerrilla detritus

comedown glo

LETTER FLAPS COUGH

 

i arrange 

the fruit of the detritus rain

&

the paper tiles

of the letter flaps cough

into an approximation

of amateur tasseomancy

with a hope & ennui yin yang 

spinning electric 

inside my ribs

FINDINGS FILED IN THE STEAM OF A STATE 4 COFFEE CUP

like a kind of existential detective
i keep my hands
in my pockets
to not disturb
the evidence
of the world

only sometimes prodding
interesting detritus
with a click-click biro
to better further observe