Drive like there is a shortage of partsTravel like there are no rental carsEat like the store shelves are thinDine out like the staff has no insuranceConserve as if the grid could failShare as if the neighbors have nothingExercise as though the ERs are infectiousMask up as though the ICUs are fullCall like they can’t …
Tag Archives: poem
Oblique Sightlines
I look up to the people who look away from meI look down from the people who look down at meI look away from the people who look up to meI look inside and nothing looks back at me
Cold Hearth
They said prepare my stores for winter,But winter took a different form.Now my larder’s full with useless chattel,And my quarantine house is forlorn.
conquerors
youth-dreams of hobbled by addictions afflictions scream away from selfsame death of normality this-is-our-life deluded we run our present we ruin our future old-screams without health no thing hobbled by limp gimp backbreak neckache give me pain no peace no life wait life yes feel something some thing with this good shit we can be …
Windcatcher and Sad Echo
8/6/96 10:30pm ah, god I feel like I’m pushing against the air empty hands, hollow, and holding back the wind just slips through and blows past me, leaving me behind. trying too hard trying to run so fast, I thought I was the breeze itself hoping at least to maybe feel the wind’s resistance hoping …