Playground / oil / red oak / 10 x 25 inches

 

Last Nowhere / oil / canvas / 32 x 27 inches

A Story of the Night

 something going down down

by the airport.

sirens blaring, in the silent summer 

Heat. cry afoul the criminal

mastermind because

i hear his tirings screeching

burning blazing blacktop rubber carrying bounty

and, accomplices.

Then silence, and planes, and silence.

A final horn drifting melancholy in the background,

till more .

Finally, as the prologue,

i hear the sound of air conditioners,

slowly 1, then they vibrate together,

until all are heard, and the dark 

decimated by the beating of every

living person's heart.