natural hunter
there was a time before the dark, whistling soft under my teeth said the popcorn man
and the little monkey dance kicks up clouds and jangle bells.
is it a ghost
can you see it
gone
closed in this black space there are still many details discerned in the glow of phosphor us...)
we can try infrared + subsonics he says. the screen flickers. the burning white
button smooths edges between it and nothing slither flashes on his patent.................leather.......................shoes
the room is not distressed at all, no antique antic or attic about it. maybe just a touch of zone, twilight. surely no cotton bandanas around here
