My boredom crosses the border of two states.
Between the dry grasses from both sides abiding ‘Mark time’
a yellow and black canine wags its tail,
no other pennon to speak of, and turns its barking
towards the passing car.
My boredom gets a gun, kisses my love and falls into the abyss.
Traveling to the other state.
You may know what I talk about, right? You know the feeling, right?
Why do I feel I did this before?
The last sun finishes its lap. Perhaps
my father did this, and I borrow his memory, his money and travel
with a gun asleep between my legs.
To the other state. You know what I mean, right?
Illustration Nick Victor
Edited the online magazine ‘Words Surfacing’.
Authored ‘The Circus Came To My Island’ (Spare Change Press, Ohio), A Place For Your Ghost Animals (Ripple Effect Publishing, Colorado Springs), Understanding The Neighborhood (BRP, Australia), Scratches Within (Barbara Maat, Florida), Kleptomaniac’s Book of Unoriginal Poems (BRP, Australia) and Eternity Restoration Project- Selected and New Poems (Hawakal Publishers, India) and now Herding My Thoughts To The Slaughterhouse-A Prequel (Alien Buddha Press)
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