keeping it classy

I stopped digging

holes to nowhere's

heartache

The year's accomplishment:

a pit with a stone floor

and a glass ceiling;

a stone well, a deep spring, a bucket on a chain, a roof to keep the water pure.

perspective is pleasure

value added

that's not me

I don't bring enough

to the table

my heart burns in my throat

haut hesher is the new black

gliding through the half empty cvs parking lot 

on the rear tire of his bmx

back to sunset

caught free of the moment when anybody's watching anybody

rolling reversing my memories

reverberate and exacerbate my

cranium

I stand in tandem with the wind's exhales 

you say yea, ya know

and mumble in and out of yourself

this is me here

sitting back

and forth

rocking

embraces

a tranquil oasis 

make some noise

play with some toys

oh if it ain't

boys

skipping slapping sucking

fucking, longingly