maintenant empty

low’s high

steely motivation

a tidalwave

hearth

wreath

belief

a thief

lot full 

maintenant empty

pity 

a divinity

silence and the action verb

i 

remember 

a dream.

andnow

a

neveda-testing-site.

silence and the action verb.

ringing ears 

i 

can’t hear

suicide-red bathtub

masquerading the iris.

veiled.

plotting is the heart 

of a tell-tale.

cover’d

quarter the eyes

hide
  in a

suicide-red bathtub

the veneer between hi and goodbye

a star in heaven.

allstars in hell.

falling 

 upwardly 

  exploding

haven’t looked 

inside the mouth of a 

croc-o-dile.

the veneer between hi and goodbye

vineyard’s casting corridors

turnstyle’d and taxed

pacing of the march

burdens and domestications.

the lasso’s despondent inclination,

rope burns frayed knots.

a tyrant’s adversary, 

measures the methodical 

pacing of the march.

this holster is now empty

nightfell understatedly. 

elonged hours molassesly.

a holster and it’s destiny

this holster is now empty

is this sign waving.

yellow to a blues

runneth over onto crumbs

is this sign waving.

insatiable sips

drip drips