Cities Die Like People

Most often they die in famine
In dark nights of the civic soul
Cut off from caring Samaritans
In slow putrescence
As resources dwindle.

The Mermaid Of Mercy Street Chapter 2 #TeaserTuesday

Sarah became my hobby over the next few weeks of summer, before I got arrested.

I moved my computer desk to the window overlooking her pool, and set the webcam to begin recording whenever it detected movement.

While she played there, I watched her, when she left, I watched the video.

I want to say I love you

branded with lies
broken with promises
choking on your euphemism
like a mouthful of rotten beans

you say I don't know
what love really means

I say it's nothing
without trust and respect
and I can't find either
in you

pour me that honey
you think I want to hear

let my words
fall
straight through your ears

and scream your mind
one piece at a time

Just cut me
til you're spent
and peace
is all you've got left
to purge

before we go there
to prove some kind of point
and you say those things
you really mean

under your breath
just out of earshot
in the next room

too many times
for the echoes to fade away