Ribcage

The bird with red wings 
That perched on the little swing 
Has long stopped singing

DNF

Tucked in an old book
an unused invitation 
to my first wedding 

Nursery

Cradled in the boughs 
of rocking trees, the orphaned 
sunlight falls asleep. 

Soundtrack

Caterpillar — 
A train whistles 
In the distance

Spin Cycle

My clothes going 

around in circles — 

my thoughts laid bare

Double Exposure

My window at dusk — 
soon I will take over 
the world 

Gravity

Hourglass — 
if only all I had to do 
was turn you over