A Self Divided

Befuddled and Persevering

Chewbacca Sinatra

Chewbacca Sinatra

A Bundle of Nerves

Brush Fires

Identity Crisis

Mercurial Menagerie

A Self-Fulfilling Loop of Want

I Lost My Hosted Voice

A Troubadour of Silence

Thread The Thread So Bare

You Have Everything, And So Much of It

Happenstance Wears No Pants

We Are Belittled By The Majesty Buried Within Us

Inside My Blood Stream, You Just Went Viral

Smash the Long-Winded Mirror

Angels and Demons

We Are All Stars

By The Skin of My Teeth

The Detritus Protocol

Sending Insanity To An Informed Source

I Am Unlimited, Sayeth The Code

Bleak Machines, Running Rote

An Endless Bureaucracy of Gods

The Hunch-Backed Crucible

Stripped To A Strangers Clothes

That Fever Dream Just Went Up In Smoke

The Long, Quiet Wind Parts Our Unshackled Dust

The Hidden Claws of The Misbegotten

Strip The Flesh To The Carpet Bare

A Desiccated Age of Too Many Options

This World Was Made With Elliptical Engineering

The Outer Space of My Comfort Zone

Guidance In The Storm

The Redundancy Continuum

Taking A Fractal Bath

The Viral Hereafter

 The Holy Wonder

A Bone-Strung Orchestra

A Multitude of Absolutes

The Maw of Reason

THE LAST RECALL

I recall myself, for parts

deficient and memory lacking.

I don’t recall any parts

independent of the whole,

but an overall review might

be in order, to draw up

a hierarchy among the fragments.

I can’t recall that time you’re

talking about, but will accept

second guesses as assurances

that I was actually there.

You’re sure I said that?

I was that shadow seen through a keyhole?

That thin-as-a-whisper asshole?

I take it back, I take it back,

I take it back…

Radiator heat

clicks on like stuttering speech

noises in the dark

Bundled Christmas trees

outside Flatbush grocery

yellow cabs flash past

    Like a blind man’s sight

    rain patters across rooftops
    tracing an outline

Rain thrashes briefly 

then quiets to a whisper 

like memory’s pulse

Rain hits suddenly
as if to a stricken land
someone smiles in sleep

The Braille of raindrops
falls on all our blind faces
nothing to read here

A flesh-pink half moon
last mist left after the storm
both dissolve away

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STARVED HOUSES

The groundwork has been laid;
the drywall, the mortar, the pestle.
The frame is sound. It will stand.
It will give us this day, minus the bread,
and forgive us the trespasses
we make against ourselves.
We are less than whole
within these walls, we lay
down and expect the leveling.
We are the wasp’s thirst, dry as rain
that doesn’t know another drop exists,
we are stronger than the storm
that hasn’t come yet.