Hour 23 – Sulfurica
Soft like butter
Feels like felt
Saws like sin
Seas like svelte
Hour 21 – To I
Dear Myself
After sincere reflections, I’m afraid I don’t see I to I
I refute myself, at the risk of being cruel
I mean, I don’t see I
Neither I’s my, nor me’s mine
My’s only I, mine’s only me
Mine temporarily
– Me
Hour 20 – Looking Through The Glass
On the train of needs
Alice woke up in an elf suit
They were passing through the forest of no trees
About to reach the Zone
An unnaturally bright moon cast strange shadows
Wraiths from recent dreams
Alice looked around
Her co-passenger, a pretty red fox
A box of daddy issues
A watch, the face reversed
A tar-covered polar bear violently ambled past
Reading a newspaper, muttering to himself
Alice looked outside her window
In the Zone, we’ll all be alone, she thought
No camps on the way, no stops between
No roads leading nowhere
A bright moon casts strange shadows
Wraiths from dreams past
Hour 19 – Heisenberg On Acid
“Welcome home,” the butcher says
to the meat I return
“Thank you,” I tell
the online shopping window
Fingers “excuse me?!” a warm glass
“Have a nice day,” the cold night replies
“Pardon me,” I lied
“How are you?” she never asked
Hour 18 – Sores
A confusing dog roams among us
making us laugh into others’ eyes
or hate others laughing;
Oh sweet cur,
go lap someplace else,
go slobber into another’s soup,
we need you not here.
Your need to bark should stay silent.
Your comfort with scatological exhibitionism
is a secret blessing, best kept away.
The dog still runs among many,
betraying silent nothings.
Little puppy, stay thee silent, away.
Your hypnotic scratching makes me want to sleep.
Spiral yourself to sleep too, strange canine,
or have someone put thee down.
Somewhere else.
Hour 17 – Premature
This poem has broken my heart
Before it has even begun
We could have gone on, awhile
We could have been
Yet nothing was
As nothing is
hour eight
as we stand listening to another band
your arm draped across my shoulders
you gently touch my hair
and caress my neck
I lean into your chest, your chin
rests on my head, as the
music joins us, my heart
flutters with joy