“Phoning It In” Snickerdoodle cell phone, Called, but she ain’t home. Charges when inclined to roam. Left charger at my dealers home, What smartphone methadone, Will liberate my blank soul? No longer tethered to a landline, But addicted to The WiFi….
“Falling Angel” Sometimes I have a fear of great heights. Or, more accurately, a fear of falling from great heights. Or, more accurately, a fear of dying from falling from great heights. Sometimes. Dizzying vertigo, upward and further go, Into the clouds. Breathing breeds…
“Mushroom Trip Serendipity” Mushroom trip serendipity. Can feel the maze closing in on me. Each limb slips and further imprisons me. I can’t breathe. Closing elevator doors, Gas pump meter rolling on. Ran the stairs, And missed the top step. Catapulted into another day….
“Turnstiles” I dropped my train token. Back in nineteen ninety-two. I cannot find it.
“2018 Corpulence Don’t Go Fitting Into1992 Train Seats” The 6:05 pulls into the concrete corral, And we all hoof onto the cart. A survey of the seating situation brings anxiety, As there’s one seat left. It sits between a business casual male, sitting cross-legged…
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