Charleston, sc

Heroine overdose.

drunken night in my stairwell.

...native americans...

who are we fooling?

i found a little tiny wing on my windowsill.

tiny intrcate wing.

i got up close. and i saw there...

the whole world.

the whole world

just sitting there on my windowsill.

the whole world.

so i looked on.

swallowed up in it.

SWALLOW.

when that fear that creeps up on 

you in the middle of the night.

when you wake up clenched in its jaws...

(i have felt that fear.

gripping me.

its arms around my throat.)

think of that tiny wing on my windowsill.

you may come and take a look at it if you like.

its still there.

still the wings of tiny insects flutter.

reminding us that all is well.