It’s a new year and a new story told in a 30-item sequence of 4&20 poems.   I’m not totally sure where this will go, but I hope you few who stumble across it will enjoy it.

*NOTE: You may see a future title keep popping up. It just means I have an idea associated for that title, but not the placement just yet.

April 1, 2012


“Felonies & Other Misdemeanors”

Missy pulls the curtain closed,
a strobe-light silhouette between
blinding poolside lampposts.
In an hour she’ll be dead.


April 2, 2012

“Shadow Box”

Hours limp the farther from dawn
it feels; eyes droop
behind a dirty windshield. I witness
shadows become armed men.


April 3, 2012

“Deadlines In Sidewalk Chalk”

Armed with a telephoto lens,
I trace the darkness. Slow
exposure of night reveals blurred
figures engaged in little good.


April 4, 2012

“The Mystery Of Bats”

In darkness the blind rule
by fear. Adrenaline spikes on
the broken air of Mosquito wings.
We’re all prey tonight.


April 5, 2012

“Rookie Mistakes”

Missy’s light goes out,
no shrieks, no struggle;
men who move within shadows
welcome their chance to strike.


April 6, 2012

“Veteran Moves”

Hot asphalt and chlorine
are the cologne of night.
Not a sound of violence.
Not a taste of murder.


April 7, 2012

“Nagging Reminders Of Frailty”

The shadows grow against the wall
of night; heartbeats inside
exhausted eyes impose earthquakes
on our sleepless world.


April 8, 2012

“Blue Screen Of Death”

The front seat glows in Indigo,
incoming call unsettling the silence–
as usual, you’re just a distraction
from imminent pain.


April 9, 2012

“Before We Even Say Hello”

You scream out my name
as a blue barrel revolver
cries out into a waterfall
of tempered glass.


April 10, 2012

“A World Gone Mad”

The report crackles into
white noise ringing. The man
remains in shadow, barrel smoking,
hand steady, turning, aiming dead.


April 11, 2012

“Waiting For The Bullet’s Applause”

Secrets go extinct between bullets,
men singing broken tongue rhapsodies.
The fool lies and dies;
the hero fights and dies.


April 12, 2012

“False Truths And Dumb, Dumb Luck”

Neither hero nor fool,
I’m just a man grasping
slave-flash lightning, ready
to dispense an ounce of disorientation.


April 13, 2012

“Chromatic Aberrations”

Fire-bursts of silenced flash-bang
blind savages in the night.
I shoot until the magazine’s full,
’til I’m crawling on asphalt.


April 14, 2012

“Life Strategies”

Bullets spark just feet away,
golden fireflies echoing between
muffled curses. I feel Missy’s
eyes watching me die.


April 15, 2012

“Night Moves”

The moist air tastes like
the adrenaline of survival;
in all instances of need,
we’re just animals in the end.


April 16. 2012

“One With The Dark”

It only takes seconds
to find safety in the
reach of a steady shadow.
My breaths so thick they walk.


April 17, 2012

“How We Met”

Breathless, she needed me;
two feet of scarlet curls
moved about her like a snake
as she unwrapped her fear.


April 18, 2012

“Contract of Skin”

Fatales were more beautiful
in black & white–
scars carved by shadows where
men had done them wrong.


April 19, 2012

“Until I Die”

Missy burned in technicolor fear,
pale flesh of fire exposing
the strummed chord of nerves;
she begged me to stay–


April 20, 2012

“Damsels Never Pay Up-Front”

Everything nearby is damned
in the blurred sight of
vicious men. The pavement records
our history on vinyl echoes.


April 21, 2012

“And Like All Great Detectives”

Distant cellphone starlight burns dimly
with a constellation of your cries.
All I think about is you
leading me home.


April 22, 2012

“They Always Get Their Man”

Hired men breathe between bullets,
watching as their victims dance,
letting mass dictate the impact
of heat measured in grain.


April 23, 2012


Scared men spray death randomly,
eyes closed as chaos predicts
calamity. Someone hired anyone
to close crimson lips for good.


April 24, 2012

“Madder Women”

I press my ear against the
cool concrete beam concealing me.
Your worried voice carries,
a tremor trembling through stone.


April 25, 2012

“Itinerary In The Dark”

I want to whisper against
the ice of mortar–
comfort you in promises:
I’ll be home by dawn.


April 26, 2012

“Hunter Education”

Footsteps fall closer now–
desperate, deliberate men anxious
to flush their game
from the urban cover of night.


April 27, 2012

“The Flight Perspective”

I sigh a little prayer
to you in the warmth
of my palms–where I
always find you in dreams.


April 28, 2012

“Taillights Streaking Across The Frame”

You become my shadow, stalking
steps behind as a cold world
closes in on the tears
of a frightened mother.


April 29, 2012


Glass shatters before the blast’s
even born. Hired men collapse
until the barrel weeps cold.
I whisper sweetness to you.


April 30, 2012


Your reply falls against my lips,
silent promises that even the
strobe of handmade lightning
will never hurt us.



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  4. brotonite

    Thanks, Vinnie.

  5. Applause. Applause. Applause. Applause. Well done, Jason. This was fantastic.

  6. Slick and fun .. Serious word play. Look forward to next day.


  7. These are fantastic! Glad I came upon your site!

  8. brotonite

    Thanks for the kind words!

  9. stunning collections.
    keep it up.


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  11. Followed the link from to your blog – terrific stuff! Very vivid, and I like the use of biblical references for the titles. Looking forward to the rest of the tale. 🙂

  12. Great stuff – I enjoyed reading. A lot of very strong descriptions of action. Good idea to put them all in the same post so we can read in order very easily.

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