Renter, hands and brain claim chattels
whose possessive eyes measure outlets mediating time
as ticking clocks provisional dust of swept days' passing
and dust pan suns collective know me to throw outside
commanding thumbs and mind took planned grab
together exhausting myself weighty time
mobility interim waits outside for desks and chairs
and plugs where ticking flows silent
the stay measure sets time’s bell presentiment
but unannounced a visiting detective
toying with my timewire greedy lenses seize
Alien mooch!
an explorer free carries with presence provocation
reaction stratagem orders thumb, deliver canned justice
presumptuous and clouded by the fog of fear
until panic and peril find housing in peaceful rest’s ultimate dwelling
but I am a transient here and now alarmed
by what caution he’ll stay forever, ostensible roommate
blood stung with denigration of never having contributed
until my timethumbs ticked his rented life
into the back pockets of supreme realty
of the scum broker who, I wonder, considers in this desultory neighborhood
victims of moments, betrayed by camaraderie
high-risk lifestyle, ominous urban payment
his cancelled life insurance plan
Author notes
scorpions are freaky little lobsters of the desert, really. with stingers.
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