Bad Habits

Your speaker phone is unsatisfied,

M A G N I F Y I N G

tight throat accusations.

It is a Spanish Inquisition of exotic profanity.

I understand nothing

but a broken 

m a r r i a g e

and that the office

is no place 

for this public execution.

Limp

Interrupted sky.

Failed fingers

catches no

               c            lo         u                 d,

climaxestoosoon.

City body, blinking eyes.

Street creases.

You look tired. You look tired. You look tired.

Humming bell jar.

A pendulum

Swings

          to arrive

Swings

          to depart

A bridge is a

bandage.

Crown of horns

Bleedingcars

                   Bleedingcars

                                       Bleedingcars

I was STRUCK by promise

and now 

I walk 

with a    limp.