Using The Jaws of Life (Muscle Memory)

These are the hands that touched you, the ones that now seek to explain themselves. The past is so far back there, I cannot reach it to turn it over and see why it is there.   I am of the opinion that we crashed into each other; hard. Too hard to extricate ourselves and … Continue reading Using The Jaws of Life (Muscle Memory)

Attempting to Fashion a Memory Using Bad Software

Clicking little boxes, cutting little notches, filling little niches, watching little watches. Minutes ticking by, quiet as I’m cautious. Remember why you’re here, try not feeling nauseous. Kick a window open, room is full of broken. Pretty little thing, smiles as she’s smoking. Pretending we were there, is how we got here in the first … Continue reading Attempting to Fashion a Memory Using Bad Software