Fair // Tell

Fairytale comes crashing
in on top
leaving me facedown on the pavement wondering which way is up.
Intervals of intermediate intimacy occupies the hollows and grabs hold hoping
it's all a dream.


Today is a dark day
marked by sighs, solemn streams flow forcing
open the dam.
Inclusive raps at the door sheltered from the storm and drags in the chill behind him.


Windows slam shut
suffocating the empty hallways.

(Graveyard of Shells)

Snails in tunnels

lurching toward the

smell of simplicity.

Rain rushes towards the house and

suddenly nothing remains but the

Graveyard of Shells.

Culture clash with a lazy dash to

dream about dandelions and

open fields of fate.

Searching for strength and

my signal is low.

Candy crazed sugar rush

ridicules responsible rationailty.

Dreaming of deserts

disconnects the delusion.

There!  is space.

There! Is time.

There the tide has slunk

down and away to leave the

salt to sterilize and

send you into flavor-pitch.