Not Meant for Cutting Down

Not Meant for Cutting Down

You were not meant to do that job.Bear that fruit. Carry that weight. You are remembered.Lovingly. Longingly. Your fingers reaching skyward.Wicking light. Exhaling life. Your limbs, earthward.Resigned. Relieved. You were failed.You were felled. The weight was not...
Another Late One

Another Late One

Then I drove home in the middle of the night. Alone on tar rivers oozing under heavy air. A 35mph speed limit. I was Heinz ketchup before squeeze bottles. I was a go kart with a governed throttle. Time itself signaled and passed; in a double yellow section, of course....

Tunnel Vision

I’ve got a penchant for scripting it all out. An undeliverable mess of undesirable doubt. Under my tires are miles of dissension laced with hours of invention. Hours of the freshest ideas that may have brought you closer. But these tires have crossed mud and sand and...

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