SANDWICH FOR THE WIN

the chaos

the mindbend chaos

of 

a 

normal & nothing morning

its layers 

undo me

till brunch

PROP SATCHEL CLEARLY EMPTY

he wears four maybe five layers
& maybe a cap 

maybe a loose scarf

she wears one layer
& if a cardigan 

then its made of nothing

in the hollywood film tvs

where the funerals

are always autumntime

the rusty leaves blown 

under perennial trees

CAFE MADRIGAL 4 - REHAB CHIC

waiting on coffee
at a window table

by the cake stand
rotates slow as me

my
comfort
layers
sag
like rehab chic

and opposite
cars come to get juiced
on the mugwump cement

cost written in the sky

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BAD ONION

eating my way
   down
 thru
  the
layers of the onion

  is a metaphor -

if the outside is daytime tv
then
im  looking for truth 
    in 
   the
  producers paymaster
    core

and i get   a 
     stomach  ache

  l i t e r a l l y

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