It took me a month to realize the bathtub had a texture in some spots and not others - lost underneath black foot prints of desert dirt.
I imagine the texture of a cloud - running my hand over ice crystal pumps - the pit of stomach sadness realization its water and not soft - freely floating horizon to horizon.
I've watched the sun rise and set in one breath - torches in the sky - cockroaches scurrying on the ground for food or shelter or an impending storm.
The air is warm and heavy - everything is - when you can't reach the ground.
A smiling skull inside a book of poems and comic strips - dreams and more clouds.
I remember nights in the old desert - coyotes calling back and forth - a kill made, it's time for sleep - koi and tarantulas and the ghost of a badger.
A prayer said into a glass of stale water, bent pick and tension suspended in a lone deadbolt - carpet under my feet for the first time in years.
16 steel strings and nothing in tune, the ground seems unattainable - but just within reach if I try...and try harder.
Nox is playing games and small dogs bark as muscles strain and pain.
PERDURABO written on a scrap paper that fell under the bed.
There are no birds with the sun, just a family of rabbits and heavy footfalls, strangers smiling - the heat is hidden and unaware of my presence.
A path from point to sky, lost in the clouds, hiding meteors - so many stars, 88 constellations and all I see are casinos and strange shadows - a fire dancer with a boom box, a bag full of books left untouched.
Things happen - you can't stop them, or make them move faster...or slower...or faster...or... - feet finding ground, standing strong, but light.
I dreamed of a train - curling around silent dark mountains - wolves outside, snow on the tracks, crystal chandeliers and red velvet.
The sound of a cello vibrating against my heart - beats and beasts in a sweaty, spellbinding desert dream dance - Good morning, Mr. Magpie - is it that time already?
I sleep, with the desert outside - laughing families and run down cars - beggars and a cat in the window - everyone turning off lights. Click...click...click...
Goodnight. The book can be found at Amazon here!! @ellowrites