1.29.25

hoping to conjure up a good story
press words like piano keys push
warmth into the floorboards by
the soles of feet the souls
of characters etched
by heart

#katyamills

1.15.25

silence amplifies

the words amplify

the silence






we talk for a while and then i feel better

about it






what would I do without

you




#katyamills

planet

The music pounded into them. She was on the couch on a platform facing the long bar stubbing her Planet out on an ashtray.     #katyamills

December. Central Valley, California

December. Central Valley, California. I have a need that defies reason that beckons like these fields we cross at eighty miles an hour in the afternoon, dug into channels of upturned soil, the rows of planted seeds as far as the eye sees, to get lost and make meaning in these worlds of words.   #katyamills

desperate

they ran out of words

this must be fiction cannot be real

to speak in desperation and still you cannot 

comprehend?

save it 

they told themselves

save it 4 someone who gives a god

damn

the days would be long the nights longer

until they found a means 

2 leave home 2

make it on they own

such is life

#katyamills

silent treatment

silence can be weaponized

when i was a kid you showed me how

and i brandished it

until i learned right from wrong 

not speaking up is what i find offensive

when a few honest words could 

settle the hurt

#katyamills

upon waking. tuesday morning

tuesday morning

wake me with flashing pixelated light

blast me with heat from a gasoline engine

drop a single sugar donut into my belly

float me on a river of coffee 

black. let them play with words 

if they want 

#katyamills

day 1

what you never thought 

would happen will happen 

this day

get out of bed

first

#katyamills

haunted by image

in his hats and boots and 

watch with chain at 5:24 

not a minute more he

turned decisively to his work

so not to die 

of broken heart pain

forever seeing her vanish

in the rain

#katyamills

tongue.

through the years they lost everything they ever loved or had. the relationship with language endured this troublesome time. to a point of speaking somewhat in tongues  

#katyamills

tune in.out

they got so busy mixing

and splicing ambient sounds 

with hacked lyrics

they could not hear the multi

media metaverse

calling. the rain drumming

thumb wheels thumbin 

what a day to be def

#katyamills

van.life

they want you they want you to be someone you not they fantasize no intention on realities you fix them breakfast stare into they soul streamin vids fightin jetstream wide open like the canyons the world is hard and wants you too and took you we have lost

#katyamills 

queen

the winds howled all night

encircling us

candles gave the shadows 

life. we fed her some earth 4 foundation

power lines for voltage 2 highlight the eye

we made up

the queen of all tropical

storms  #katyamills

@ the market

proprietors of fish

walk the stones in aprons

hagglin with grease pens rumblin

over flavor skin and locale. onlookers teeth

pull apart the connective tissue

unable to satisfy the hunger

they walk away

the amity of the vendors

not 100% lost to them

#katyamills

portland or

creatures of sacramento 

in this moody leaden town 

pining for words we were

sun salutations in line 

across from new orleans donuts 

swept off to pee before we could enter 

the incomparable city 

of books

#katyamills

c.overt

covert

resistance turned

overt in the year of got nothing

to lose

#katyamills

dim.in.ish

all the ideas they 

had of you could not 

diminish you

#katyamills

world without words

you will never add up
admonished the numbers

the letters formed into soft
words oh. ok. sorry and if you
say so

you must be calculating
to help us. precise.
do we have to spell
it out?

the letters went silent. they drafted
a non compete clause but the
numbers they just multiplied out
toward infinity

the letters they felt
useless. abandoned

then a question arose
how will we communicate
without us?

the numbers stopped
at a loss for
words

i dream

i dream my words may help
you through rough
times

i dream

tireless

thank god for this

winter morning
counteracted by effort and
shower and coffee

i cut and paint my nails
the tigers alongside the
furnace

i scrub the pots and pans
the tea kettle

today may i be
tireless

with words
with efforts and
devotion