Hunched and hobbling I
move as if years older, a
taste of what’s to come.
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Hunched and hobbling I
move as if years older, a
taste of what’s to come.
Hunched and hobbling I
move as if years older, a
taste of what’s to come.
Haiku, like bonsai,
needs care and pruning. A mind
unfocused kills both.
Incrementally
I clean unearthing a clear
space on the table.
Wan, pale, red-eyed, she’s
the poster wife of Wynette’s
song, “Stand By Your Man.”
When a righteous man
is caught with his pants down, it’s
likely he’ll get spanked.
posted to my Twitter account
I need sleep, but I * need to work but I need sleep * to work can’t think straight.
posted to my Twitter account
Project due and I * like the late adopter I * am, haven’t finished.
Geeks transformed into
leading men stop hearts, but then
revert back next day.
Left in Manhattan
cab. Friends’ numbers, pix of my
kids in strangers’ hands.
It’s said women swoon
at his rallies, yet his wife
once called him stinky.