Daily Poem

Jagged flight
whether there is breeze
or flat calm

Wrong disease due to
black bite at the
old rat farm

Lost fees
poor predictions
reading palm
all night

Lost dead
No head
Left fled
wet debt sight

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The wing remains the thing
that flicks the air without
wit or care, but
it is definitely there

The wind remains undaunted
by the open doors it passes
rattling the hanging beads
in the hallway dances

The wind is believed to be
and yet runs about naked
we claim to see it

When we can't
we think it's going
where it wont

Stolen Music

Caoascione Painting

She bleeds the notes from the breast of the sacred songbird her cat caught for her before dawn struck the world with bolts of light.

daily poem

The Cloak Wears Thin
Under the Soaking Rain
Clings to the Skin
too Close no Comfort
Cold Pain Walk
over Concreate a
City impervious to art
talls blocks of cubicles
to stare at screens
seem reasonable
when you consider the cost of parking
their vehicles can be constrained
or the vague humour of street kids
can't be washed off without
needful kinetics
sins without sadness
saints without pain
killer kisses on the
blood soaked vein

The building that had stood for a hundred years stood calmly
and mistook its genetics for legality fettered its theatre over
outstanding claims to gesture
futility to profundity
rejection of anything not purple
these trends were isoloted then confined for fear of
contaminations


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The Cloak Wears Thin
Under the Soaking Rain
Clings to the Skin
too Close no Comfort
just Cold Pain
Walk over Concrete
(this) City can't be washed off without
needful kinetics
sins without sadness
saints without pain
killer kisses on the
blood soaked vein