Submissions by GRedux

more and more often I find myself
blowing smoke rings into vanity mirrors
trying [ & failing] to disappear
the self-purported inadequacies,
while attempting to pin tails to scapegoats,
and entertain pipe dreams
- of running-

always running;
any way, anywhere,
but always ending up
tripping into the same
nebulous figments

party heels in hand;
the unforgiving cement
would leech the warmth
from my naked,
staggering feet

I'd --stop-short--
taking in the bruise colored sky,
and smile...

every 2am shadow dance
i try and sit up,
but slowly fold into myself
nursing an ongoing insomnia with shaky hands
adjacent the company of used needles
tenuously connected to
spattered spools of fraying thread
from the repeated and futile attempts
at surgically salvaging
this chimeric malformation
of an over-edited heart

lately i've become more and more suspicious
of it's ghoulish reanimation,
rather than it's inevitable failure;
legitimately tolerating much too much
and aborting then evacuating itself
from...