Wednesday, April 6, 2011


Shadows punctuate a shaking
Glassy torment arrives through
The winter breathes notes
On swimming a jacked sky

Down a portable life now
Affirming condition as a key
In a game to see what stories survive
Of holding luck onto a ledge

Greening daily along a bridge
A last stop to look from under
Not moving or published sucking
Plus weather statistic reruns

Lying for the sake of setting free
An off day's shy electricity