I saw four, maybe five
lightning bolts, and then
a man walked by with a chair.
He was sure, one hundred percent
sure of what he was doing.
He didn’t sit on the chair.
A ghost did. The ghost explained everything,
and everything was perfectly clear.
I saw four, maybe five
lightning bolts, and then
a man walked by with a chair.
He was sure, one hundred percent
sure of what he was doing.
He didn’t sit on the chair.
A ghost did. The ghost explained everything,
and everything was perfectly clear.

Our potent mix of disgust and desire



Having seen all that it touched,
I see why they call it withering

Blades on trucks
on the freeway at night
gliding will turn
but never in flight
I’ll lie
before it a bit.
I need
the comfort of it.