colourful embrace

The death of a thousand lawyers
cried out into a sea of perpetrators.
Little raptors sang little songs
About how the little west was won.

Shall we dance a dance of dances
to declare the last of the dupes?
We can run past tiny poets
Let them drink their soup.

I hear the weather's nice
inside and out
Can you tell by the weatherman's face(s)
his doubts?

Our long hair,
longer longer still
Cut and pomade up,
put in rectangular pots on the window sill.

Punctured by punctuation.
Pirates and solicitors.
Quiet cosmic radiation.
Stranded in dead wind.

Echoless

A chameleon in retrospect, a silver ocean, little images of the world around. A careful knot tied in place to hold a burden too heavy. The sky is the limit for those who fly, while mortals love the ground.

Do you talk about digital film, little grooves etched on donuts? Are you a Luddite who enjoys the taste of chemicals under infrared lights? Clothepins and fishing line, stills in each and every.

Not all imaginary friends are fleeting, nor are all memorable. Rare are few who aren't glassy and transparent, with depth and creativity. Talents and loves, heartbeats and lungs.

Your reflection blinks. A mirror shattered. Inside a little box, I put my questions unanswered.

Flight Changes

I got into Chicago at 3am, red-eyed and weary. From the airplane to the airport, the stifling air got worse as the August heat of the midwest swept over everyone. In my delirium, I took a taxi to the nearest museum and absorbed the energy of the ancient artefacts. I must have been drunk off the courage of even leaving my routine at home. Eat, sleep, work, acceptance. It's not that I drown in my work, it's that I drown it. My free time is endless and all I've used it on is watching the seasons change as they always had before me and always will after. And now, I have two weeks to find myself, a character I somehow have come to believe got lost in the windy city, where all the train tracks come through. For those who want to go somewhere, they go to where they can leave for anywhere. It's just that some never end up leaving, and it's one such of these individuals that I hope to find.

Two weeks.