GOD’S AN INSECT

those starved and bug
eyed ferocious with neglect
who are we to make

OLD SELL

A mosaic of shattered interfaces!
A being of pure appetite seeking its'
sutured center! A time we said
we were wasting; broken down
to seismic plates and the approximation
of a smile…a billboard, redundant,
leaving off the details of that last mile…

TOTEM-ON-A-STICK

Megalopolis lives inside me! I give forth
a still-born shaken by shame!!
I am a be-all of the end-all
that is currently wrapping up, I am an after-thought, a refrain.
I am everything in a cup I thought
I could drink, I’m empty.
I’m a city, start again…

BIBLE BLACK

by heart and flip through
these skin lisping pages oh
belief i am

IDENTITY THEFT

To catch the untrained race of our many personas,
our miraculous familiars, our parade of faces we shed
before the world like flaccid seed shells to begin again?

TOTEM EFFENDE

no problem saying
nothing with seeds split wide and
no you in fact are

SQUALL

sputter fear paint me
red scurry my eyebrows up
to lightening rods