Floyd Crenshaw Poems

each time
i
awake alone
i
...

we spoke for a
few minutes
you asked me
what i do
...

i
have stared at this screen
for long enough
...

oh dear
you slay me

i sit there
...

We are the same. Blips of consciousness in this sparkle-specked glue spill construct.

We are microorganisms in poo or in compost, whichever euphemism you prefer.
...

I
Am a fool
Continual improvisation
Actions without thoughts.
...

I
Am a fool. A
Continual improvisation of
Speaking without thought.
...

Every thing I touch
Feels nasty
Because I don’t like me
Slippery, slimy, rotten
...

My love lives a timeless life.
Her happiness is key to my success.
And when she comes near she stands on her toes and we put our
Arms around each other like the earth's tilt. We create a marked spot.
...