i was a vape

you were vaping peanut butter cups

and blowing smoke

into space

 

i was shielded in the cradle

of a book

 

nothing beats a paperback the scent of adventure

and undiscovered worlds they

cannot make a juice for it

i boasted

 

then you found newspaper

print vape juice on

google

 

we laughed our asses off

all the way to the

store

silent crime

some days were all traffic
no let up

it was hard to even
get up

so many screens
so little time and who would believe
a moment of silence…

could feel
like
a crime

impossible

in the city you may find her
weeknights back of the lot
expanse of sky above a fenced
square of earth to breathe
eyes full of sunset and
impossible math ruled out in
her forehead

tired of moving
cannot afford to stay
how can she tell
the kid

soft fall

the grapefruit ice you stir

upon the delta breeze
while summer lost

the spark

calm down you need not

rush

the leaves to turn and

softly fall upon the crossing

walk

time to sit and talk

all the cell phones gone and what a world

would be. what a world

 

once

was and how we got along you

fingered my blouse i cried to think so

soon you would be

gone

song

the song of summer has ended
and we nest inside our city
apartments

these dawns thaw out long
after the sunrise. i cut most
my hair off and dive beneath

the complexities

i can smile waking up again. i
can find myself again
in the winter. i

can see my breath

singing

limit.less

limitless hours over and under ground. writing
and what 4. to sustain the hope that someday
one could craft a transmission
would be well received?

let me get up
drag a comb through the hair
pull on the boots
button up the shirt
draw the belt firm across
the waist

step out on the landing
and live! 4 this is worth

the risk