dreams

and it was

you are the three circles

dissolving into square and

slight of hand magic

dazes then undoes

mind fucks

me back into the shape

and shades

that used to fit.

you dilate

shrink backward spin and

let it hang for one

second too long.

take it like the last time

stay proceeded please

or was it the other way around

in me.

Much to Sea

when I look to the sea I see otters that never got the chance to shoot back I see among the fish and whales disappearing acts of grandeur the big ships moving into deeper water yet, to scrape and pull treasures for consumption I see red lines swirling and winding for hundreds of miles black patches where nothing can go or grow through the murk sewage lines linking I see the water rising and cities floating out

I, Commi.

playing with music

Insomniaddict

what time was it when

we knew it was

in our hands

and it always was.

squeezed dry

out and in-between

ink jet fingers, at the

wee hours of slowly

drawn, wind bent, mornings.

leaf us alone, now

5 letter T's right?

alonely

Another Day