#01: navigation of an ocean (emergency at three o’clock)

And the first shall be last. This was the initial piece I wrote during my recent delirium ... er .... hospital stay. It was posted on that other social media giant, so I thought I should complete the set over here. ~~~~~ these are waters that rise and fall over there a child cries screaming … Continue reading #01: navigation of an ocean (emergency at three o’clock)

#05: the song of a hospital swallow

One more from the recent hospital set (no typos, hopefully) ~~~~~~~ if they see me keep my food down they might let me fly away . . . I swallow all my hopes in toasted mouthfuls my wings and I are craving the open air and you the idea I hold of home it is … Continue reading #05: the song of a hospital swallow

#03: a daytime picture of a nighttime song

from the position of the bed and the angle of the curtain the almost sexual curve of the curtain rail I believe that I could mount the television and fly first around the four bays each one another soul then down the corridor in search of air the nurses station is just one bending over … Continue reading #03: a daytime picture of a nighttime song

#02: ask the grunt (who knows)

and now there is reason to think about life suddenly the questions multiply I lie on my back between asleep and awake an nothing that I know is the same the blinking of the box that keeps on doling out my life is like a song that sings this has not been enough but the … Continue reading #02: ask the grunt (who knows)