I once bought a friend some sea monkeys.
He admitted they were kind of funky...

eyes staring, wide
and terrifyingly blank...

We
have a...

The livid rays birthed by an angry sun
beat down celestial scolding on our backs...

I gaze at the completed painting - a symphony of...
tinted water drips up to my brush as it becomes...

We are stretching now, and separating, like taffy...
blooming petals of flowers...

Tears fall
not like a river...

See
the cold...

Why the world's treasure
is plundered by dark, the thunder...

They say the rain is light
like kisses; those poets fancy...

I don't need your hands
the way that, soft as ashes...

Because the words hung heavy in the air
The triplet came rebounded, sounded back...