Tiny Specks of Dirt

stretching moments into single strings
we champion defeat
the ugliness of perfection, evident.

street cars and cinderblocks
glass houses and glass shoes
seconds and the audacity of prescriptive time

what we feel is a photograph
of something between truth and Truth
the glare from a car window
an abandonned grocery cart
desolation and disconnect
dead things, floating in seas of loneliness

yearning leads to imperfection
we idealize longing, the absence of fulfillment.

Aqueduct

And the gasping breath
Hint of sun falling/climbing the dull grey between
Horizon und Himmel
We are ghosts without eyes
Houdini trapped beneath moist ambition
Scrambling to find a tangible steel word
Public, Private, and the spaces beyond understanding
Closed amongst the seaweed and salt
Ah, catching children as they run off cliffs and into adulthood
Chaos,misunderstandings, structure, guilt, convention, anguish, pain,
Death.

Simplicity


The spaces zwischen the self and the other(s).