why bother and give those
bulimic tits on legs, with
identical faces different names ?

Asuguo

the weekend
always ends
too soon

Asuguo

hesitation, like moving,
results in the same cracking sound
that's all but confidence inspiring

Asuguo

guessing their age
is more speculative
than guessing their IQ

Asuguo

wish i were a dog, contentedly
looking out the window, knowing
i belong to another species

Asuguo

i knew we had to part
but putting him in the cold box
i felt like i abandoned him

Asuguo

me not dissolving into thin air
to give them their inherited right of way
makes them angry

Asuguo

past apartment blocks
that resemble cell blocks
to the railroad car cemetery

Asuguo

that crazy machine
changed my desktop picture
again, undemanded

Asuguo

the words float freely,
deliberately, but only add up
to non-communication

Asuguo