the only one losing sleep

It’s the urgency I’m ashamed
to say I can’t shake
play out in my head
a silly scene
calling you up in the morning
when there’s almost no
chance you’re awake
only to stammer out invitations
to parties we’ll invent
with fermented spirits
cigarette taxes
filed down to nubs
of petty income
expendable like our labors
neighboring counties
place priority on secrecy
tune in coastal frequency
a binaural tragedy
come to me
believe me you’re not the
only one losing sleep
tumbling forward
I want only to
break up the
monotony
perform ultimate
lobotomy
on me

dare

it doesn't seem to matter
how small i feel
i will still manage to drive
myself too far
into view in front of you
shouting the truth
in whispers of small talk i
regret planning

-but yr cool- no spin on men's
self delusion

felt right then the need to shut
the fuck up Now

who even listens to the
voice within that
protects me and you from the
folly? saying
out loud what no one cares to
acknowledge. dare.

bread crumbs

these adhesive
things
on back of
certified mail forms
are forming a trail
in this office
from a
fat man’s desk
to the toilet
in the
men’s room

comedy gold
to be sure

lucky for us

it takes a lot
of poor people
to take out
rich people’s
trash

we miss the proper storms

the talk turned to lighting
back home
then
wind rain and hail
outside she smoked
he spoke
and the octopus squirmed
in his cage

conversations where
nothing happens
ain’t adequate
so morbidity ain’t
nothing
to me

this morning I notice
a bruise on my leg
I’m sick to my stomach
With fear
deep-vein thrombosis?
panic attack
breath short
some adventurer.