smell the wind

around here between
the waste processing plant
the county landfill
the gated community
it can stink.

this morning, gas fumes
as usual. the ped xing red light
with no one crossing takes too long.
we're late again. moon hangs like someone's
idea of decor way above the treetops
in a blue chalk sky. west.

east is where the light comes.

i need nothing
except sleep
and the ability to write
and maybe this li'l sum sum.

open the doors so it cools off
in the other room. cat wanders thru
the snores of the depressed man
on my couch. i wish
there was a way to cure it
all this imperfection
in his head.

chemicals and their residue
scent of what gods we be.


















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i gotta kick this boy out
in less than two weeks.
i think he thinks i won't do it.
i think he's wrong.

he doesn't have to be homeless
except he doesn't work at survival
and frankly the herd is saying
he's slowing us down.

gotta hope he's at least trying
to find a sugah momma online.
write a new sob story leaving out
the pertinent details of his lack
of exertion. i dunno what to do
bout that. not my problem he said

don't bug me, i'll take care of it
not my business. so i put my will
into finance's
hands. if the rent isn't in mine
then he has to go. we aint' lovers no mo.






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listen i'd say to him
if we could talk
like the bff we are
listen happy lunaversery n stuff
but i think we're even now
you gotta find a different milf
or whatever passes
maybe a cougar will rake her claws
across your inertia. you could play
her like you can't me.
i dunno. but the oblivion game
is post secondary education
and your masters is about to expire.




i say this here b/c he's not listening.
even when i speak to his eyes.

















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so the moon. i wanted to say how pearls
almost satisfy the longing
how moving thru the pine
can sometimes be good enough truss
for the space where she belongs.