Lee Crowell

after the tragedy

he was quiet
and careful not to make friends
becoming a desert
to remain rootless
detached
from anything
that might suck the remaining embers
and instill the final chill


give us chinaski

all i know
is that there are at least 12 people
walking along the road
i am walking
on the same side of the road
i am walking
in the same direction
i am walking

all i know
is that we are clueless about each other
and i'm not sure of the reason
but it pisses me off
that we are in our own little worlds


private party

nothing but a wasted mind
showed me how to live
in that dark decrepit dwelling
on all fours we kissed the strawberries
and savored our momentous departure
from good behavior