You'd Be Damned Lucky
A sandwich board kid practices cajolery on an empty street.
School is an empty bottle around the bend.
I once saw a statue of Jesus weep blood.
The guy showing the movie put his heart into fraud.
The girl I was with took pictures... tried not to laugh.
Sorrow is a field of fractured dream-bones.
Maybe emptied high desert towns are private journeys.
Torn realtor shoes decay at the pink bottom of an empty pool.