San Diego fire 2

Her view from the hill
– once so fine in good weather –
just blackened landscapes.

San Diego fire

Anne emails to say
smoke plumes rise like shrouds of loss.
Below, hell ablaze.

Problem

In bad rains bathroom
ceiling leaks. A slow tick tells
of water stains mapped.

Can’t sleep 6

At 6:30 they
awake to find I’m still up.
The curse of deadlines.

Can’t sleep 5

Insomnia has
tattooed across my eyelids
its wide-awake stare.

Disbelief

Can it be midnight?
I’m losing track of time, hours
misplaced like lost keys.

Morph

You think you know me.
Carefully constructed, I
reinvent daily.

Online

Anonymity
becomes us all as we put
our second life first.

Writer’s block

Some days the words spread
smoothly. Other days they stick,
like peanut butter.

Cyberjunkie

I live for numbers.
Check my website stats hourly.
Page view addicted.