Ballard of an interesting man

he walked into the station slowly but covering ground fast like a spider on silk and amidst the hoi polli withdrew a two foot barreled pistol and fired twice at the crystal ceiling I am, he sang stirringly, an interesting man before taking the unseemly barrel between his teeth and blowing his brains out in …

4:32

awakened I descend the stairs which in darkness represent nothing familial but are rough blasted stone surrounded by sound of whale breach and guided by sea spray scent I find the cellar door beyond which the thrash of Leviathan stirs the dying night. my hand trembles near a golden handle.

Heavy reasons

Little town of dust had never seen a spectacle such as a man red wet and leaking arrive from the plains from which he drug on torn tarpaulin a heaving wolf lashed at the mouth with splintered rope eyes full like those of one soon to hang and no say about it and stranger still …

Small memory

Between pickets the boy next door watched me push my hot rod his stunted hands throttling air and his hooked nose bleeding mucas in strands which coiled patterns on his unloved jersey like snail art.

Garden pond

An earring lost glimmers brightly beneath a lilly pad the wind hasn't strength enough to lift.

Message left

Thin yellow sheets from the telephone book clustered around kitchen table legs and your preferred red pencil lay snapped.

A close run thing

Between the apartment and the store I heard an argument overhead in the blue abyss there on the fourteenth a young couple screamed from the open window about betrayal and sex I took another step and skimming my nose a television set exploded in front of me I looked up the woman was emptying draws …