holiday inn nearly cleared out for the season.
staff looking somehow sorry for some undisclosed reason.
sleeping two to a bed, and two on the floor,
i don't want to stay here anymore.
sulking while my brothers are fighting and laughing.
muffled conversation through the closed door of the bathroom.
wonder what i might have done, or what i might have said,
sky roiling with black fumes from the river of the dead.
drizzle haloes the lanterns on the promenade,
ocean spitting the judgements of an angry and capricious god.
i find a little shell, hold it in my fist.
small certainties like this
don't go amiss.
from Thy Tender Care,
released December 3, 2018
harrison lemke - vocal, guitar.