And then you turn your eyes away.

•July 18, 2017 • Leave a Comment

Credit: They must love you to look at you that way. Dot: To be held under until you don’t see anymore. IOU: Offer this as a service, nothing more. Script: An elegant solution to all the problems. Casual: I have always been open to that type of destruction. Frontage: Did you let yourself get too tired? Sickle: Forever trying to form families in the mud. Creosote: Just turn around, lady. Sire: It was unlocked until she saw me looking at it. Noise: I got along with all the parents. Expert: If you read these, you never mention it. Eclipse: Drowned in doubt, resuscitated by vanity. Scum: The joints crack under the skin, the dead man wants out. Kernel: I can’t be alone with all of you in my head. Wraith: Hover around until you feel yourself start to disappear.


Together they both get gray.

•July 14, 2017 • Leave a Comment

Aggro: The hatred in me reflects back, I turn to stone. Science: I can’t think of how to understand the distance between us. Crush: Hobbled by anticipated insanity. Breath: Do you also feel the pull of this particular abyss? Dive: The torch songs tell of that kind of sacrifice. Construct: My mother told her daughters to get our education first because no man could take that from us. Falsehood: Crippled by concept and unable to take a step. Rigor: Flailing about for some use. Uphill: Face pressed against the glorious noise. Hulk: If you can lift your own weight you depend on nothing. Sew: All patches leak eventually. Grunt: The smallest one is easiest to catch and gets the knife first. Joke: Your opinion of me can’t be based on facts. Nun: Dreaming out the window as the water runs out. Slag: I epoxied my story shut.


As heaven would miss the stars above.

•July 5, 2017 • Leave a Comment

Slingshot: You don’t get to burn her down. Accrue: Take it all in and spit it back out. Credenza: Hidden in the fourth drawer down, your dead twin.  Brisbane: Acclimate to the heat and the temperature is sure to drop. Valor: You can’t attack a snowstorm. Acute: She’ll spin it in her head until it’s gold.  Christen: All before you were embryos. Alarmist: Think your way well. Fasten: A light hovering just above the ground. Resolve: A visible erection in the house of God. Romance: You still apologize for him. Band: A flow through ventricles. Unpack: I didn’t know I was someone else. Blockade: Raise the bar higher and jump. Attempt: Locked in ice, you dream of Spring.


Why don’t you tell me who’s on the phone?

•June 27, 2017 • Leave a Comment

Wanted: Vicious red. Lamentation: You’re just stabbing around in the dark. Forever: A lifetime since I touched your dead flesh. Freeze: A slender stake to the heart. Relaxation: Stare hard at the floor. Cellar: Cop the fuck out, get the fuck gone. Cyborg: You can feel the ice in my veins through my skin. Unity: The f-word you fear most is “future”. Cringe: The c-word you hate most is “community”. Fountain: I don’t know any other way to love. Across: My body eats itself. Crux: Haul off, strike back. Abate: I feel your cowardice like a tick bite. Housebound: What did you sell to get what you’ve got? Foregone: Longing becomes a snake pit.



Daylight murder from your front room.

•June 13, 2017 • Leave a Comment

Exaggeration: I didn’t used to glow under black light. Fault: Inexplicable aggressive behavior. Exaltation: If it does have a soul, it will bite you because it doesn’t like you. Faux: I eat smoke. Listless: Digging, dug, dag. Exodus: Find yourself a new way to be. Depth: Sexting as evasion. Curiosity: A cat’s anatomy is not a dog’s. Carpenter: A frame to put you in. Salacious: Your desire crushes you to dust and builds you up again. Titanium: Okay, mirror. Fast: Adjust to the past. Aspen: She said I make it so easy to hurt me. Cyborg: Stroke loving detachment like a dead baby. Marriage: For you, all I am.


Far more frequently you’re wearing perfume.

•June 8, 2017 • Leave a Comment

Astringent: Keep digging past yourself, you won’t find it. Salvo: The thing you sought was in the first layer, the rings of sediment rust and copper. Alliance: Cry and fight all you want but the poison is in you. Suffix: The poison is you. Hence: Shut your mouth. Corner: Sit up straight. Saddle: Be a goddamn lady. Crisis: Zipped up. Endpoint: Locked down. Crux: Full of bile. Fortune: The Peggy Bundy. Bruise: The door walked into me. Flock: It’s been in the room the whole time. Trust: The passage of time will mark your progress. Mowing: Float parallel to the ground and shiver. 

The sky above ablaze.

•June 7, 2017 • Leave a Comment

Reverse: Pull it down from the cloud. Assemble: Wary of the past you, step backward. Crossover: She’s being projected on. Stronghold: Allowed a thigh jiggle. Thirst: Sand clogging every throat. Acrimony: Go back on that bet you made with yourself. Curve: Afloat on violent liquid. Sin: You killed a thing with wings. Akimbo: Aim the fire hose where it will do the most good. Acquiesce: The Tooth Fairy wouldn’t take those brown stumps. Tolerance: Attack the biggest cabbage in the field. Askance: Meet my eye line, Jim. Harbinger: Tagged crazy then never believed. Trance: All along the river, tiny bones. Forest: Buried under residue, the original hatch.TOTLAWP5-001