it’s a dust house now
in a flat trash town
where we hold our breath.
hidden life
between broken lines.
grays and whites.
we play a slow game.
winter comes and goes
with the cards on the shelf.
joker in a bad hand;
lay them down
freeze and melt.
it’s a dust house now
in a flat trash town
where we hold our breath.
hidden life
between broken lines.
grays and whites.
we play a slow game.
winter comes and goes
with the cards on the shelf.
joker in a bad hand;
lay them down
freeze and melt.