Simple

Nothing yet

More

An escapade down the back of an alley some water rolls down

Tender hill

Mind warp overturn stasis 

Existential 

Gremlin Paradise 

Stretch 

She’s looking at me again

Eyes

More

Nothing yet

look away

You don’t ski but you’ve heard about it

Black and white pictures

Box

Suggest a place

Where

No 

Flight eagle granular 

Color feather

Truth

Pawns

Warmth liquid argument 

What have we done for ourselves lately that wasn’t born from another person’s guilt 

Diatribe

I’ll tell you

Someday 

Campfire sing sing

Don’t rush

Be

See the edge of your own doubtfulness

Commit 

Nosedive

Catch a film 

They are too young for you to ponder time in a space with little left

Run

Evil eye grateful 

Shed layers of taste and fruit 

Professor 

Poems out there

Wait 

Be 

Write the living word of your experience to not see time

Witness

Be the eardrum 

I recall the day I fell in a trap made by my own devil 

Stand