Tuesday

when the world splits open
for those seconds at a time
i can hear the earth whisper
'come home'

Thoughtless

I didn't think of you
Last night as I slept
Creeping feet outside the bedroom door

I didn't think of you as I showered
Scoured pores to white light

I didn't think of you in the glow of flumes
Swarming street lights with tax-rich pavement
Throbbing under sun

I didn't think of you

Bartender

Best finish that crossword, so you can tell Facebook how you feel today after waking up at the crack of noon, oily makeup stains on your pillowcase 

Down another shot of gold and saunter to our side of the bar

My eyes burrow into your cheap skin, boil you from your feet

You feed on the suffering of others,  throw back your head and laugh like the horrible thing you are

I'll tip you as I always do, so you can buy your new boots at the mall

Move Along

And your hand was bathed in white light
Pressed hard against me
Warmed by the opening blood vessels
Swarmed by the scent of your breath
Melting into your fingertips
With gentle hand on hip

Wrecklessness our only plan
Kids for a night
Breaking rules
With blanket forts in toe

Lock the door
Keep me in the corner of your room
Feed me orgasms and truth

Let me help you with that

But there are strangers that care
Randoms that stand with you
Forcing us to act as community
Begging for every foot-to-floor you can manage
Waiting with contemplative rage for your enemies
Clinging to your putrid pride

They will meet you in the hall
Bounce babies on your knee
And pass rice to your overfed mouth

But you will ignore them for your selfish depression
Life of guilt, led by greed, unaware of anyone in need