Stark accumulation of truth
Came across this picture in a social media feed, and it reminded me of the film Labyrinth.
Sarah: That’s not fair!
Jareth: You say that so often, I wonder what your basis for comparison is?
Truth hurts
I am killing off my social media clones that I had used to promote my writing. Twitter; Facebook; and anywhere else that I can remember creating MerlinSpielen or Stephen Mumble web presence.
I linger here even though I have moved some work elsewhere – there are over 2000 posts in this site and whenever I start looking for the ones that are not awful – I get distracted!
Inertia is a powerful force!
broken stegosaurus
buried in the sandbox
processed petroleum
magenta fragments
post-modern fossil
like me
shattered the morning with coffee again
broken mug patterns of ceramic and cream
Guatemalan grind bitter black dreams
it rarely ever gets better than this
I used to think
there'd be someone
who would laugh
along with me at
my clumsy mess
empty voice echoes off hot shower walls
Ella Fitzgerald lyrics rinsing the blues
drip slap staccato showerhead spray
washing cold morning down through old pipes
lonely is how I am
solitude is what I have
soft cotton towels
warm from the dryer
my only caress
hollow spring rain on patio doors
tip-tap trickle tapping inside my brain
February fading flooding away
discarded bags in gutter and drains
store bought
chocolate cupcake
cellophane wrapped
topped by wax candles
six decades of stale wishes
all blown away.
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