Hustle
Buzzing Bees
Ants on the march
Fungi spore
and bloom
on decaying sumac.
It is our nature to hustle
Struggles against the awaiting entropy
Galaxies spin around black holes
Ceaselessly
Circling the drain
Cold showers after hot yoga
Come clean and honorable
Penmanship
Seppuku
Ink blots
In the Rorschach Test, I see what you tell me to see
Because I’m susceptible to spirals
I’m trying to get somewhere
Drunk at the wheel
Roundabout ways
Street signs and traffic lights
But I work better off the grid
Cut down the power lines
And attached them to your skull
Just to get a buzz
Don’t scare the birds
They don’t know
Temporary
Wrung blood
On clean sheets
In vain