in a filthy alley
or the eye of the storm
buried beneath
the floorboards
or left to flounder
on the shore
another fish dying
far from the waves
a part time astronaut
dreaming of the moon
slowly drinking herself
to death in dive bars
neon distractions
in smoky amber angst
condensation running
down a dirty glass
a ring of mud on the bar
a ring of gold
on a dead man’s finger
rusted iron shackles
lovingly locked
left to rot away
in a filthy alley
or in the eye of the storm
an unemployed surgeon
carving insecurities
from the corpse of hope
a malignant melanoma
on the smiling face
of happily ever after