one end's this way

Split mind says 'forget.'
Seems instead of remember
I'll stitch up my mind.

creative fiction

my feeling-feeling bones are tired
my head's not big enough for this
it should be so easy

but mystery, you insist
on being this month's theme

just wait a moment,
while we kiss

or maybe go away.

early slump.

smells like 'barbecue' outside
but in here, I'm fried
it's 8pm on a Tuesday