Protozoa vacation dreamin’

For my next vacation I thought I would like to be Aquaman but since he is kind of an “in charge” ,scaly kinda guy I decided against it.
I think for my next holiday I will be a protozoa. Just float around in some good clean ocean water without a thought for the hungry predators lurking around salivating over the thought of me as they follow in the wake of Aquaman to save the world from some catastrophe I stirred up earlier in the sea  thousands of miles from my vacation as a protozoa.

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Headlights on mondaY

I slammed into the day
Little pieces of me spread around it
A crime scene investigation
Would reveal
Could reveal
The rhythm of the world
Disjointed discord ushered in by my own rude awakening
Five minutes after
I slammed into the day

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The ghost at Arby’s

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The ghost “A” at Arby’s makes me look twice
A Gothic marketing thing?
Tables full of skinny boys wearing mascara and girls with jet black hair arguing for hours over sandwiches
about how to bring in the throngs without a movie star or a beauty queen.
At three in the morning they decide to take down all the A’s.
They go home to their apartments in rusted out Nova’s and Dodge Darts .
They dream of spiders and bats.
They don’t care where all those A’s will go.

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Death of night

At midnight there are howls from wolves and yelps from coyotes
°°°°°There is no thought of eggs or bacon
At one the moon seems brightest and the night seems self-assured
At two there are slamming bar doors and tiny riots in the street
°°°°°Not even a hint of coffee
At three nightmares rule in a guarded fashion
••••• they look over their shoulder for
sunrise
At four the yen Yang spins into gray
At five there is orange light breaking through coffee steam
At six the nightmares have fled to gray clouds
••••• Eggs
I smell eggs and bacon

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Stage left

On the other side of the emergency exit there is a rocky ledge
about…………
Six feet long and overlooking the prehistoric world

misty ,murky and punctuated with screams and terror and all manner of bloody gratifications

On this ledge sits a shaggy man wrapped in torn skins
he is rubbing some sticks together
You take a picture with your phone
A pterodactyl flies by and takes your phone away
On your way back through the door the caveman stops you
he says
What
Is the word
for fire

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