attempts of sandwich

compulsive shrieks
echo
sideways movement
spacial awareness
complicates jags
and juts
habitual imaging
eye like
i possess
for some
catalog (at best)
of sore memories
reminders
of
she
tip toeing
into onslaught
tape and cat
heart beat living
head missing
each side
of grass
no reflection
in glass
pipe holes
back to
outlets
inlets
frayed components
seeking
electric
charges
in hopes
of jolting
that
old
soul

Seasoned Slice

"Where is my lemon slice?
Canis Major, can you bring it here?"

"Not until we dip around a little more."

"Well, I guess I will just have to wait then."

"Just enjoy the red star."

mapping

waiting for moments
like self destructing letters
occupying voids
with movement
as if
to reverberate
a rebound
of doubtful
sound
i see
linear boxes
in weeks
months
dreams to come
from the stairs
to the sky
half crescents
to blank blue prints
mapping
mapping
a chalk outline
of a life
intended to be lived
behind a yellow tape
of disappointment
still i scrub
sit up
type
the familiar ways
of because into how
with heavy fingers
and
heavy heart
wondering
which star
silently
knows the secret
a tenure of
experience
jumbled into
dusted living
beckoning to be unwound
with simple
action
and
mapping
mapping
whys into done
belt notches
forever snug
tipping hats
like this
and like that

networking nemesis

moments lost
in idle updates
the social network
modifies
the evolution
of things
faces lost in forgot
now found
in an evaporating mystery
of possibility
paths cross
if only
scheduled to meet
coincidence
narrowly
shrinks
in biting
technology
simplify
convenience
overload
sensory
magnify
conflict
until
surivial succumbs
to anagrams
of expression
and we're all
super connected
digital zombies
unable
to put down
sheaths of
superficial being
forgetting
those moments
lost
by consuming
binary backwash
could be
those moments
gained
by creating
something great