Author Archives: sputterpub

If I continue living, I will fail by increments – I fear the hearing’s next. The years fling inflammation and assail the circulation and I’m undersexed already, bent to burp with gas attacks, reducing height and vigor every year, obtaining … Continue reading →

Asleep my fellows wander through a maze without a clue of strategy or thread. Somnambulating heavy are their days as dense as night, as if they’re walking dead who cannot even note what path they took. They live oblivious in … Continue reading →

I notice flaws in others as I move around – I see my friends grow old and stout, my relatives relapse. I would improve the lots of most I love – I have no doubt my cure is best; my … Continue reading →

I used to sleep so well and heal so fast, and what was then I thought would still be now, for I’m as much myself as I was last December 31st. I don’t know how the hour hand that I … Continue reading →

A trespasser insinuates its grit through corrugated portals. So it’s gone and ever will; the sand is infinite as insects, inexorable as dawn. The host is irritated and reacts by isolating, coating, adding size until that laminate through cataracts of … Continue reading →

The metal railing warm against my hand where sunlight silvers it, and striping cool beneath the shade, I fully understand: Such education doesn’t need a school. The turn of leaves of birch upon the breeze, that captures green as sequins … Continue reading →