
Details uttered.
Dispatched. Delivered.
Purpose: provoke.
Prime point
broken.
Empty
words without worth.
Context abandoned,
Spurious spirits sparked.
Outrage assured.

Details uttered.
Dispatched. Delivered.
Purpose: provoke.
Prime point
broken.
Empty
words without worth.
Context abandoned,
Spurious spirits sparked.
Outrage assured.
In blue seas, where love used to flow over coral reefs, a life we used to know? But we’re washed on the shore, like battered castaways. Our love is a dead fish, darlin’, what more can I say? Shifting tides, happy songs are gone. We’re sailing solo now like worn, weathered driftwood we’re so, so…
Just BreatheMy life…Cluttered with plans.Crowded with dreams.Distilled down.One basic need:Just breathe.Sounds simple, right?Go ahead. Scoff. Roll eyes.But every morning, alarm hits.Before prayers clear lips,I take it in.Just breathe.My valley…Life in Salt Lake.Anything but simple.Look up.Skies: unvented kitchen.Trapped smoke. Stale air.Summer wildfires.Horizon stirred into soup.Thick. Chunky. Heavy.Every inhale?Cautious slurp from toxic bowl.I survive on purifiers. Filters.Mechanical…
There she goes
floating fancy fables
borne of surrogate swill
shielding her captain.
When Truth approachedMy front porchI turned downHer friendly visit I knewShe carried wearisome wordsSo I refused To listen I could ignoreThe ringingDinging doorbellBy masking with singing I could hideIn a back roomTurning out the lightsPretending not to be home But ringing became knockingPounding louder and louderUntil I the only reasonable choiceWas to open the door Truth…
Hitting backspace, delete, erase, and purge
Cancelling histories of contemptible captains
From my soles. Through tissue and nerve. Whispering “I’m a survivor.”