Observe this, a tableau unbalanced, uncoveted, like a bruise.
Another night, another roomwith a new car outside, cooling,familiar body, insideglistening, tiring.
Good words, bad verse, worseunrelenting stream keeps menot quite here, not there
These are unexpected thoughts — breadcrumbs, that have drifted in from afar,escaped the swallows of the busy mind.
A blind, where my eyes had been.Headlights, intermittent, off and dim.
My door opensto a sometime carnival…
I hurt, ache todayand shower was diffuse;unable to define my substance.
The unwanted find their home in me,words strewn over my deskpleading their cacophony:
Stirring formssifting through the rubble