embers

i. the rain wrapped impatience around your roof, bored through the wood like a thousand million termites (or one you-sized termite, blind, breathless) and seeped from the cold clockwork like ...

my fright - lost in the tide, floating on its back, tracing the sea into its belly, (i swore i could see the waves massage her where they met ...

the a.c raps against the back of my neck with a rattling cough there is a coin ricocheting through its lungs. mosquitos cling to the ceiling lights like treehuggers fearful ...