Flag Ceremony

Lined up
Height inching
ID tags hang
Blare of recording
Mouths open and close
Puppets of puppeteers
Right hand rests
Each beat to restlessness

Habit

Let's all do the tsk-ing. It's relieving. Trust me.

Explosive

I am in desperate acts. How hard is that? I will do anything. I can release the pins and the caps anytime you want but not this heart attack, not this heart attack. Please, I just want you back.

Daily Digest

Okay, I'm drowning in the absurd. I know for a fact that sooner or later, I'll probably eat all my words. Therefore, I must muster to open thy mouth and master the art of chewing. Masticate each in perfection so as not to trouble my throat.

Pacemaker

Cold as a stone. An empty chamber. I hate heartless people. People who have hearts but don't let other people listen to its beat.

Again

And when that day comes, my thrombocytes might not win. They have started to drop down.

You Can Probably Tell I'm This Desperate

Miss, you look nice today. I like your dress. I think you have a date later.

Miss, how long did it take for you to fix your hair?

Miss, are you in a good mood? I can lend you my stress ball.