Gentlewomen’s lament

God rest ye merry
gentlemen? I don’t see them
lifting a finger!

Clean sweep

My spare bedroom holds
many possibilities
under all that junk.

Alone time

I burn candles and
incense. Maintain silence. Find
myself in nothing.

Because they can

No greater self-love
than a dog licking itself
with satisfaction.

Oh Christmas tree

We bring it home, put
it on life support so we
can hang ornaments.

Christmas lights

Like flickering tongues
of flame in green…blue…red. Just
plug in and enjoy.

Survivor – Family Holidays

Two tribes – In-laws and
Parents – force you to over-
eat, then watch TV.

Otherworlds

Viriconium,
Gormenghast, Majipoor. Dark
journeys. Twisted dreams.

J’s sense of style

She’d buy Free People,
match and mismatch carelessly,
revel in oddball.

Front seat driver

Off to NYC
tomorrow. Garmin riding
shotgun. Can’t get lost.