Follow, she said
and you did, of course.
Wait, she said,
you can’t rush this.
Tag: poem
interactive wasteland
look
it’s getting late
please, no loose change
we never received it so
I sent it back
i have to water my cat
imposter
run like you always do
scar tissue
step out the door
halfway around the world
they paint the ground in red
it’s in their teeth
dripping down your arms and legs Continue reading “scar tissue”
lost and found
Stolen texts and old graphics,
lost in a derelict archive
collecting lives and dust. Continue reading “lost and found”
When We Were Done Dying
The website said experimental.
Electronic, pop, psychedelic.
The venue, however? Rows of seats,
still too crowded for your average asthmatic. Continue reading “When We Were Done Dying”
Enough is Never Enough
What are we doing here
fighting over things we don’t want,
things we don’t care about? Continue reading “Enough is Never Enough”
Vegvísir
By that shoal swam
myth and majesty,
each with a face,
blurry still with
the tide settling. Continue reading “Vegvísir”