Open up your mind
to the possibility
that you might be wrong.

The sound of pebbles
embracing and wishing to
be mountains once more.

I’m swollen, turgid
and all these fierce emotions
shake the very room

Frozen memory
in the backseat of a car:
forgotten punchline.

(photograph courtesy of, and featuring, weakmeatstrongeat)

Playing with her knobs,
finding the right position
to rest the needle.

The force of the blow
that knocked me to my knees and
took my breath away.