Vacant scene:
I looked through a looking glass
and saw what I would have seen--
a tete-a-tete taking place at the coffee shop
next door to the university; an engaging conversation.
(You can tell the difference between captivating,
meaningful conversation in these occurrences.)

I can't remember the name of the shop
(funny, how I used to go there all the time).
A vacant dream it seems; that I've forgotten
something that had used to be "me".

conduit -
–noun

1.	a pipe, tube, or the like, for conveying water or other fluid.

2.	a similar natural passage.

3.	Electricity. a structure containing one or more ducts.

4.	Archaic. a fountain.

sycophant -
noun:

1. A person who attempts to win favor by flattering people of wealth or influence; a parasite; a toady.

She seethed in rage;
she merely looked back inquisitively--a blank face.
She lunged for her--cracked her open with a bat,
beat the shit out of her 'til her blank eyes rained onto the floor;
yet still she was there; the emotionless stare.
She chided her for her mistakes:
Ugly! Filthy! Rotten! Good-for-nothing bitch!
A cold blade impaled her delicate countenance.
She looked at the glass on the floor;
she continued to stare back at her,
cloistered in the lonely bathroom upstairs.

The mood

I just want to lay here with you:
Myself and Twilight's Twin.
And we'll converse freely,
sans probing wire boxes or squashed mini-TVs.
And every time we meet,
you'll smile at me with your shiny silver teeth,
glistering in every occasion;
and you'll wink at me with your pearl-shaped eye--
a sight that moves me to a stardusted sigh.
A peaceful, pensive sigh.

Thursday, October 1

And so it goes:
An endless cycle of need--
fixating ids into Christmas gifts
that we pine for, and like the crane
does the rock, we mechanically lunge for a transient smile--
Rushed. All is quiet in our heads
(all those voices tethering the ego are dead).
We try to emulate the drizzle and make our feet,
our brain, pitter patter and scatter to do the
indecent chore; and we find that, for the time,
we skid instead of smile,
our tantalizing situation embraces our knees with the concrete,
and leaves us sanguine kisses on our elbows.