WALKING HOME

A slap of cold air bruised blue the covering of my skin   A bullying wind caught me by the neck twisting my hat   yesterday’s newspaper jumped from the grasp of a fence lodging at my ankles like a homeless pup   night pulls dark over my steps.          

ONE STAR DINER

Its on the edge of the desert   an open door welcomes the thirsty and the curious   ashtrays full of last nights words and crushed hearts where leather jackets and quarters keep the juke box breathing   passing freight trains push a melody to someplace   where truckers kill time until the coffee turns … More ONE STAR DINER

STAY AWAY

The desert curls itself up flat at night   an uncaring landscape off sand and spiders   day’s heat retreats into silence, leaving behind a numbing cold   cacti stand guard over nothing   snakes slither into holes under useless rocks   scavenger animals prowl without much to show   the terrain is life without … More STAY AWAY

MY BEDROOM

Next door mumbled thoughts leak through cracked plaster into my stale air   fevered dark shades of anger rise like storms born of heat then coldly pass   blinking neon breathing lights flash to the wall soundless and dead   hidden pipes suffer with song like tenors coaxing tears out of the weak

LONG AND FLAT

The back surface of roads the lost brother of travel the flats where crossroads connect unevenly in chaos a point of standing stranded out of position   rest areas, concrete tables chained garbage cans a sterile living room absent of comfort.   cars park lovers confess secrets while drinking warm beer   there’s a casual … More LONG AND FLAT

A LINE DRAWN

It’s a slow step into cold air; the season twists out a new face. A cat meows at a half moon. Heaven hears the barking of angry dogs. Strands of mist stretch from street lights. Whispers rise from the alley. Window dressings slumber. Libraries welcome closing hours. Rain reduces the burden of clouds. Dead winter … More A LINE DRAWN

DESERT MOON

There’s a shadow in the desert; secrets under the sand and a moon encouraging worship. Winds from a distance, unwanted and cold. Creature side tracks scatter to survive. Everything that breathes must be strong; life is the gold of survival. A forbidden land.  Wide boundaries. No fences.  Safety is unknown. Water escapes the lost.  Crying … More DESERT MOON

FURIOUS

It was a train in the sky. A thunderous ballad of unscripted percussions of warm and cold colliding; an influence without equal.  The oncoming front sounded like a thousand warriors. running hard. Leaves turned over.  Windows slammed shut.  Animals sought shelter. A sequence of distant low frequency explosions pressed the air. There is no resolve … More FURIOUS

SPARKY

There’s a chance to enter forgot. A way to avoid being found. To disconnect. To welcome the cold over a warm coat while standing with alone.   It’s also a place for a rescue from flavored languages the last bus home while leaving behind suspicious glances, worn velvet movie seats and a three legged cat … More SPARKY

OPENING UP

Limestone and granite walls rise like cathedral tops toward heaven. Sidewalks and streets lay juxtaposed without solid connection.  Separate souls march like Roman soldiers, dissolving into a fury of voices and city noises. There is a spreading coldness. The scales of time and culture peel back, exposing everything we try to hide. Even from elevated … More OPENING UP