fire hazard

the water level

is rising around

the clogged drain;

dried tears and



by loving women

have blocked the exits.

i showered where crazy people

lived and recovered.

i ate beside them

without utensils

and instructions.  

i stood in line with them,

waiting for our measured


i sat next to them


images on a screen

while they pissed

on the floor.

i read the new yorker

while they laughed

at the voices in their head.

we held our pants

and shorts


with our left hands


our belts were taken

and our right hand

was searching

for the handles


in the darkness.

it’s interesting

where a

broken heart

can lead you.


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Recently moved back to the States after living 16 months in Vietnam. I write to remove the thoughts trapped in the cobwebs of my psyche before the spider envelopes me whole.

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