poetry

priorities

priorities

sadly no superhero
tonight I carve out hours
in the blue-black dark
searching for a living reef
with nesting birds
a responsible skipper
adequate shade
and a tiny pricetag

and tomorrow I still won’t have
six-pack abs

poetry

haunted

haunted

wraiths drift
cats arch
bats blink
graves creak
spiders spin
leaves crunch
ghouls moan
children grin
mouths sticky
hugging fear
making dread
familiar