Counting to ten

Jumped over the moon.

A car honked at me for ten seconds

I ran the red light

I bid high enough

The sweat made my hair drip and my shirt stick

Finessing subtleness.

Page down, page up.

Skimming to start, staring for a reaction

I can hear the liquid in my stomach

I had to chew that too much

Mirrored and turning to stone soon

Sculptures are best in 360.

Bracketed phone calls

Vapor from the room sealed off

"You are not on this earth"

But ask about my music choice and the lady next to me

A best friend told me to wake up.

I can not see where I spend most of my time

I do follow a routine, over water

Catching bait and hooking it

The table holds two glasses empty

News events unread

Boiling my arms to reveal new skin

Rubbing to no end.

Quote

"Scratch the surface, and if you're lucky, you will find more surface." - Richard Avedon

Ripped with no repair date

Maybe limbs are just for motion

Swinging and stomping

Maybe minds are just for getting into trouble

Forgetting and tunnel vision

In the bathroom

I cut myself

I was out of Band-Aids

I had a bandage for a larger wound but too large for a cut on my finger

Medium size Band-Aids cost more than expected

I left the box in the bathroom after replenishing my on-the-go first-aid kit

Newsweek comes weekly

A two week old issue is next to the toilet along with the bandages

At a second glance the half full box of Band-Aids laying on top of Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad's frowning face seemed humorous

Run

Running twice as fast under overhangs

casting shadows, flickering environment looses the

touch of men. Face to the soil, America started with an ax and a tongue

Partially covered in Eastern sand, novels hide themselves

Caught in the summer months, jumping to the dunes.

Trading quickly, unthought, provoking attack

of a friendly brother. For ease of movement, grunt

for success.

Repeating drum crying with dawning recognition

Expected death acts

Twice as many bold faces

Lining newly bought t-shirts

Unwrapped from plastic, a smile replaces an empty pocket.

Crossfire in the tight corner

the room to the left.

Plus I already bought a ticket out of hearing another bottle hit the floor.

The fare is fair

The schedule is prepared

next available.

Publish, professional understanding

rightly stated and wrongly accused

Drawn in

the missing blanks

Expected dirt to fill those

holes in meantime,

no receipt for the recent withdrawal

Tsssst

Gray on finger

Knuckles usually red

Heels picked loose of black

Chest never tan

Irises know how to radiate

Lush has entered the room

Lasting more than a day

White falling from an itch

A most discrete pain, unaffected by violence

Sweating from a star dripping yellow

Satellites beaming an impossible connection

Retracting backwards

Blood Sucking

Wait go back

We should totally go back

because there was a pet store back there

Just happen to be running late

and in the middle of the

highway at the same time

High grass with major consequences.

Not uncivilized but not open

Happening at a precise

moment. Found unplanned love. Forced

to accept a thorough cleaning with

a perk of satisfying forgotten appetite.

Renamed, reloved, new pest.

A godly act

Hinted rejection

Expressions from ear to ear

Disgust with hands all over

Is there too kind, too caring?

Slipping, sappy, short haired.

In the small notebook

Walk up many stairs

to pass large columns and

open heavy doors only

to sit in a tall chair.

Judging.

Rain washes my

face on the downhill.

Too late to think and

too late to sleep

I will jump in after you.