Wednesday prompt: take what you want — There was a time my head moved — it altered like the shifting of concrete layering the foundation. Neurotransmitters burnt into wireless chemical compounds bouncing to and fro. Cranium bleeds common not an aneurysm more like the bloody soul destroyed by too many ignored pleas for help. In the end…

Saturday Poetry Prompt: take it from me — How can we call this life as being it all — cut up and out of shape — not colourful, quirky like an abstract expressionist painting — more dreary as dusk Sundays can be — when it comes through the minimal light somehow frightening — no taming of hollow lives…

Poverty and Glamour — Stand left, right, never knew which was correct. Etiquette — another ball of tied up wool. Grain growing grim this year, down south where the Klan have their meetings and disheveled mothers walk the streets crying; it’s a socially anxious nation of losers and do-gooders. Warm, yes make me calm…

One to three — Your eyes swim in front of me I dream about the green opals to see For retinas so generous you have small fingers Dilated and open you love to sleep and linger For every part of my own you don’t have equal shares You belong afar off elsewhere Tedious and…

Where Death Takes You — Evening swell of Night Scented Orchids softly blows my way Twas here we met that day you went away Too far gone; yes he is unwell Like traveling to the east continent to listen to some symphony of bells Hope holds no answer from the long drive When shall we meet…

She speaks in tongues — I’m a bouncing ball rolling on this highway road to not be able to find you why I always come back to remind you… no not disaster… no I don’t like it the same lame lucky shoes he pointed out again then and now again gone. Lord please let him…