soliloquy

abeyance of breath

succeeds when the emptiness

of time and space collide

that tiny pinprick when

the physical repercussions

of mental ineptitude

stings hardest



flashing indicators point

right but i refuse to be incriminated

without the forethought of my fathers

upon which the monument

of hard work and a honest day’s pay

determine together

the service you collect

at the next lifetime



pity strokes in only

one

direction



the mismanagement of

succulence is borne by creative

juices that burst into being like flame

only to land upon concrete

neoprene bouncing back

to strike you

where you least expect it to

your face