On or about town

the luxury of disregarding



As the eyes choke out the heart.


It was once a dream place

a song matching every mood

until tears

stirred the soul awake


grasping for a rope

before drowning back into

the stream


of civilization with

rumbling feet pointing


to a wall where leaning

separates one from the

other side


when sanity returns

until alone breaks the

bones of resistance


and over dinner words

are exchanged while filling



and then lying down

listening to car horns

as neon’s flash


under a heaven

without clouds.





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