in a moment of a moment

the Electric Demon breathing fire

brass balls, brass eyes

stone face, readies to draw

“Come on girl, ain’t you learned yet?”

and in a moment of a moment

on a deep inhale,

she pulls the Universe in...

sun and moon

the birthing of nebulas

in, to burning lungs

and cryin’ eyes

breathe held

the elements form

a molten lava 

eyes a fire

morphing into a cooling flesh
hard shell
eyes darken to embers

Only Cowgirls know
how to throw walls in crowded space

in a moment of a moment

the Electric Demon breathing fire

brass balls, brass eyes

stone face, readies to draw

“Come on girl, ain’t you learned yet?”

and in a moment of a moment

on a deep inhale,

she pulls the Universe in...

sun and moon

the birthing of nebulas

in, to burning lungs

and cryin’ eyes

breathe held

the elements form

a molten lava 

eyes a fire

morphing into a cooling flesh
hard shell
eyes darken to embers

Only Cowgirls know
how to throw walls in crowded space

duct tape and screws

in she come undone

picked at the ravels and pills

till a hole torn clean through

the coming undone?

it let the other in

and quickly let the other out

long she been

battened down and patched up

with duct tape and screws

though Androids [may] Dream 

of Electric Sheep

and Cowgirls with Demons

long to crush deep blue

she knows they ain't never

gonna be you

take the long way home

She lost her virginity at sixteen

in the home team baseball dugout

on the last day of junior year

to the guy who sat too close in class

not the crush she’d had for years

her sister had advised to

Just get it done

Don’t let some bastard break your heart

not like that

thirty years later she throws her heart into it

but lacks attachment

6.93 lbs

The cremated remains of an approximately 110 pound woman weighs 6.93 pounds and costs $53.40 to ship from Missouri to Texas.

There’s no poetry in that.

thursday at the latest

there are things I want to shout

In a low deep voice strongly

the good, the bad, the ugly

returning a call to the chapel

 – the mortuary?

the one-stop-shop that ships

remains of the dead parcel post –

I spoke in a little voice lightly

(yet sure) and irreconcilable

to the years I’ve got behind me

Sister arrives tomorrow

thursday at the latest