Tagged: weapons

tucked into the best

tucked into the best
of memories are
unnameable aches,
ones that by chance
graze you in the
middle of the night,
so that you are
unexpectedly
awake in the
dark, feeling
for the tape measure
you keep in your
nightstand drawer,
right next to the
wind-up flashlight,
weapons of self-
defense for
mitigating pain
with enough
workable data
.
20161006:0106
y

being an arm’s

being an arm’s
length away
from comfort, we
can so easily
forget how
lucky we are,
use our hands and
fingers like
fiery weapons
.
20160924:2057
y

i have come for the

i have come for the
weapons you casually
sharpen over break-

fast, complete with a perfect
semblance of control, loosed words
.
20160912:0750
y

maybe we are all

to varying degrees,

to varying degrees,
we are all
role-playing, and
there is nothing
worse than feeling
as if you were stuck
in a fantastical
LARP, hurling
beyond control –
i suck it in
so that you don’t
have to, but the
weapons we use
are no longer
simulated
.
20130501:0839
y