Time matters of the mad
It was first the taste of tangerine
then cinnamon upon my tongue
the burn of nicotine and tequila
dog breath and bare feet
concrete heat milo seconds
laughter between pages
thick splinters over broken bridges
Awake in hand me downs
Playing with helicopters
made of iron string
petty pricks an inch away
Nowhere is fast as nothing
Riddles reveal solitude
As synapses fire and collapse
dancing on graves at sunrise
in slow motion
forge stone photos to memory
phones ring in empty rooms
follow fire trucks
to catch a glimpse of shadows
In audible sound waves
if lucky once a hero
will rise again
with a key that fits
Into every lock I own
Indifference a luxury
Created by the sharp
fangs that feel your helplessness
filled with venom
all the way to the bank
Give freely to the
most responsible gypsy
on this planet
earth a playground
fueled by fire and night
strong mind
body tight
Look to you
until my eyes turn black
walk around with
blood on my shirt
Touch the stains
while you sleep
Know better in dreams
enough to wander
close enough to point
to this strange map of time
Land lost
Feet slip
to start again
with coffee and cigarettes
Records skip
Rewind
Replay
Erase
To be untethered is a fickle friend
Toes grip sweet cool sheets
No flat alley to curl a soft body
A fly in a full cold cup of water
Ruined and needed
by dry lips and skin
sleep quick as a mummy
good chance that I am dead
In the world I see
There is no other me
Anywhere
But here
Beneath
This truth
forcing a solid grin
as the world crumbles
from beneath my feet
I stand with weak knees
A Delusional contortionist
Painting walls neon white
Stalking glowing jellyfish
To be shipped overnight
Running over speed bumps
Hoping over scotch
Do you remember who we were
Before we were
I do
Gravity sweet friend
Hold me down
As I sleep
Never staying
Never straying
Never asking why
simplicity is
so completely
complicated
Your laughter still
soft in my belly
and all that matters
is matter and time.
