above the crust
where else but breaking
through, not me, not
sure who, simply
snuck or stolen from
beneath, an image
shaken from my shoulders
with the earth
Tag Archives: waiting
blades.
Filed under poem tree
untitled.
wish for chances you hadn’t,
left easy for doll
parts, lisps slipping over
children’s lips, old,
the cogs you take
away to make a whole, total
piece, with
working parts that spin
greased gears
you’re sorry once in
three years
old months let you drift,
on frosted glass your empty
hand, a clenched
fist, a
surprise
Filed under poem tree
filter.
at 5:54am and the
east side of
toronto
you crinkle with
the paper of
my cigarette, wilt
with the filter
and come down
so hard with the rain
Filed under poem tree
shoulder.
at the back of my
shoulder old cloth slips
away, follows
your eyes to the floor,
tripping on cords
over acres inside
stalest thresholds, grounds
glued by
always under
standing sides, the
backs of shoulders caving
to a touch
Filed under poem tree
talking.
i’m always talking,
you’re
always listening
with wordless breaths,
eyes, i blow smoke,
or ash from my
finger tips, my shirt,
you wait
when i’m done the
words are breathless, with
leaving life,
faints, collapses
on the floor
