There is a vacuum inside glass blocks.
Build a hotel, you may need to destroy some.
They explode, sending shards equally
in all directions. Don’t know why
we can’t salvage them. Some foolery.  

Marriage is built with imploding force.
When it shatters, all witnesses suffer.
What seems everyday becomes lethal.
There is no telling where shrapnel
lands, soft tissues, stunned trust.  

My tiredness camouflages itself in beer.
All I ever wanted was a peaceful life.
Give me two days out fishing with Jay.
Give me a chance to wake up clean.