Friday, April 29, 2016

Embolus

1.

A train car
Floats away –
Tripping on acid.

 
2.

A cloud,
Moved in,
To our tenth floor penthouse.

3.

The candle complains
Of cataracts
And astigmatism
While his blood orange hair
Swishes like waves.

4.

Your belt’s
Organ donor
Somehow
Slid into my dreams.

5.

It is not,
Babe,
A mental health issue.

My thoughts mostly originate
In a corner of my spleen.


6.

I sit and watch
A water drop
Curling into vapor.

 
7.

You say,
What is a nuclear war
But a buffet of sounds?

 
8.

Our spider plant
Has emboli
Swimming through his veins.  

I’m scared
He’ll have a stroke
And I’ll lose
My only friend.

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