night of gold bugs

Gold, polygonal shapes.
Rectangular bars,
hexagonal prisms,
discs,
truncated octahedrons
with soft fuzz edges and
little black legs popping off
their sides.
They were fighting each other
in tar-crackled dirt by a roadside stop.
A few feet over they were … Read on Macduff...

Sand-eyed boy

Scraped knee
so tough
his eyes dry up
when the pants tear through
and a red pearl forms
only sand
drifting out of his eyes.
Swirling crystals enough
to dust
his durable
stegasaurus band-aid.

Regrets

The food
inside my intestines
advances like a jungle animal
stalking me in small leaps
three inches, five inches at a time
seizing ground
rumbling
fixing me frightened to a point
because a jungle animal
doesn’t care how nice you … Read on Macduff...

Your enemy

Watching the movie
of your life and there’s
your enemy repositioned as
the hero
he’s a maverick
standing center
sympathetic
and she digs him
noble
pauses
and all.