Clean sweep

My spare bedroom holds
many possibilities
under all that junk.

Protection

Soldiers wear helmets.
Women wear makeup, styled hair.
Our mode of defense.

Unbroken

The house of my heart
is white, clean, pure. No windows,
doors. No visitors.

VH1 shows

It’s the guilty splurge,
potato chips for the mind.
You can’t watch just one.

Deal or no deal

TV’s “Fisherman
and His Wife” story for our
times. Unalloyed greed.

Lori Drew rationalizes

“She hurt my daughter,
so I wanted to hurt her.
Can’t you understand?

Unproductive

Inertia roosting
inside me like a hen un-
willing to lay eggs.

Flu – fire and ice

Fever like a sun
burn – every surface blazing –
yet chilled to the core.

Feeling fat

Going to New York
to be on TV. Need new
clothes. A tent would work.

Lair of the pack rat

HGTV shows
designer homes while I nest
in my own clutter.