Side damaged.
Indefensible.
Pistachio shells litter my desk and my soul.
I question the midnight sound
of freezing rain making its way down the leaf-filled gutters.
Miles and miles away
you are distancing yourself from me.
I miss you but I really wasn\u2019t aiming at you.
I\u2019ll see you later on in life
unless you or I don\u2019t make it there.
You\u2019ll be a character who comes back midway through the film version of this life.
It could be anyone but you\u2019ll be given that role.
Jumper cables for bumper cars.
Skipper slippers that are fuzzy and warm.
A flaming spiked mace ball is a struggle for the juggler.
I am haunted by the hunt
For Huckleberry Flint.
That doesn\u2019t sound right but neither does Samuel Lemons.
I cruise for a muse – meant looking for inspiration.
I buy what I can\u2019t afford to be without.
Without you, I am nothing more than a cliche without the accent.
I descend into madness and fury.
I don\u2019t have a snowball\u2019s chance in this world.
Like the snowball, I will eventually disappear.
Maybe not now but after a snowfall or above freezing weather.
I cradle the grave in which you set me.
I trust the minutes that disappear.
11:28.
11:28
11:28
It will always be 11:28 here and I won\u2019t change that.
That\u2019s the only power I have.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Side damaged.Indefensible.Pistachio shells litter my desk and my soul.I question the midnight soundof freezing rain making its way down the leaf-filled gutters.Miles and miles awayyou are distancing yourself from me.I miss you but I really wasn\u2019t aiming at you.I\u2019ll see you later on in lifeunless you or I don\u2019t make it there.You\u2019ll be a character … Continue reading “11:28”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-295","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/295","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=295"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/295\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":296,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/295\/revisions\/296"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=295"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=295"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/illiteratures.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=295"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}