Frame by frame

water boils into metallic steam.

shes tired, ill fated smile turns to tears.

robotic moves the ballet of repetitions chess game spoiled by chatter and static.

Hes gone. But here.

Squares of soil, the modern after thought.

Butts stomped out.

tobacco and pulp back home in the soil, the rest on its way to kill someone with a thousand cancerous knifes.

5k dress walks by - not even a blink - fear or clueless i wonder -

wet cardboard smell, rain drips into my concrete den, yet i sleep like a king in the land of dreams- i have no spoils, no attachment i am dead yet alive again.

reborn into the absence-

Wake up

Day, night cascades of blue go flat black

Stage lights are down

Seek the day away.

 poison behind the gate, iron locks flesh not souls.

Lifesavers of the well intentioned wear the same shirt,  fucking band geeks.

Go home party over.

day old coffee tips its glass

Heres to nothing lost