throwing stones at imagination

typing myself into a chaotic circle

hunger

someone I used to know is dead, & thinking about our last encounter I wonder if my parting comment was pleasant or disrespectful

you do have to keep up the appearance of success

visualizing headlines of indecency

halted panic

if I die this weekend I won't have to work Monday

language unspeakable

not all of them like this

don't do my choosing

unpopularity

unsafe in numbers

incessant offbeatness

befuddled by your questioning

landing on my butt

unhappy with my obituary

set this novel in an alternate universe

say no to ballroom dancing

deep

cash for the carnival

the situation is complicated

sullied love poem

strict totality in triplicate

she sipped her drink, contemplating what we had discussed

gentle, expressive, dark

our world was ending, but we wouldn't let it rush us

intensity staggers the entire system

the only words available are expletives

maybe I act tougher than I really am

we left our two dogs at the pound. it broke my heart, but she said there was no other option

we told our landlord we'd return for our other vehicle, but by the end of the day he had towed it off the property. the fees were not affordable

I said oak when asked what my favorite tree was. they laughed, but I didn't know why it was funny

incidents from his forgotten childhood seeped into his nightly dreams causing him great consternation

he was not a big sports fan, but he did help finance the baseball stadium

in front the petrol tanks are gone, but the little store in back still offers groceries and cheap liquor

never retell an old lie

it seems random but that's the way they plan it

no one prepared her

life without leisure

I had another dream

receiving wisdom, yet lacking power

a newly awakened personality

strip away the unintended accretions

insights

I could dream it again

it can't be

both sides lie, truth is battered

sacrifice - don't let someone else make you theirs

only some of the games remain to be played