citywide

I have been thinking about this word for three days now
how can something be wide as the city

yet small enough to contain a sack of old marbles
crossing the pit where they were thrown

I have been thinking about this word for three days now
how a thing can multiply and find itself similar

in cities that wear different capes, husky
brawling, windy or plain desert like

I have seen people describe cities
like they would a lover

with soft eyes, with skin for stones
but I have seen cities eroding people

like lime to acid
like our city to our heads

this is a citywide gathering
for town-wide hearts.

things I call autumn

once more left
to this rush
the fake leaves I make and call autumn

in the bottom of a glass of beer

The world flips, languages change
yet here you are
stood in the bottom of a glass of beer

falling stone

There's a stone that fell
rolling with it
a nation

words or selves

I got written a poem
to save my soul

you tell me and I am not surprised
you feel touched

I haven't written
to fill your voids

but should up at your door
wearing all the past you don't even remember.

fighting laziness

I am not lazy
you say
to a sleeping head floating in the bathroom

an almost knocked over glass

Almost knocked over the glass
in anger
these hands