I’ve left my heart + lungs    on low rumble cried to
bury the bones of stories      in the walls of the first floor
Fingers always              find open hearts—           
prospects promises     heartbreaks:                     on-the-clock                    
            traversing the scaffolding         of         fugitive         exhortations
            in exchanges of headlines about 
the gone wilderness             the city abides         wires raising
            the hackles of new pathologies                 I am        the
wishbone         rejection blown over like an insecure flag
            the cold still nips                             blue pill boxes
lining pockets             the gray midnight mechanical failures
of     language    find     stairways   bunching  up along    the   spine   a
            fright heaps into pieces of a lingering insomniac
            w/ a sentient beard
It’s a last stop                 before the choke point
of the throat     moving toward         the deconstruction
of wildness      favor     the     exhausted    radio.  chatter  of   empty
freeways—         all of our wounds are swallowed 
              all of our endless desert                     + teenage playlists

Adam Stutz is the author of Transcript (Cooper Dillon Books, 2017) and The Scales (White Stag Publishing, 2018). His work has appeared in various print and online publications including The Equalizer: Second Series, The Cultural Society, A Sharp Piece of Awesome, Prelude, Be About It, Deluge, Dum Dum Zine, The Pinch, Where is the River, Dream Pop, Cover, Ghost Proposal and can also be found at https://stutzwrites.com. He currently resides in Los Angeles, CA.