redding christmas

december is weird

sea smoke

color

dynamite casts a heavy shadow on those
who are on the brink.
slight that shadow may become
when the dirty fight turns light.
but the fight won't see the light of day
until the naysayers perish
under the weight of my pen.
unclean men will feel the wrath
only when it is too late
for the rest.

1107pm on tuesday

is a very boring time.

i've got my right had man: a pack of camel cigarettes

and my other friend: a bottle of red wine.

why is this party so quiet?