Long layover, Part 2: Hour 3

Clean out purse. Rub Lush
Breath of God on wrist. People
watch. Tweet. Post. Kill me.

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Looking back

Where does time go? Clock
hands a band-aid over the
wounds of past regrets.

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Book hoarder lets go

Finding new homes through
Amazon. Not selling. I’m
aiding adoptions.

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David Bowie

The man who fell to
earth left us too soon, stardust
in Major Tom’s wake.

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Agoraphobia

Inside ease comfort
outside unpredictable
so hard that first step.

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Tonight’s Powerball drawing

With a ticket comes
hope, and since I’m ticketless,
I’m hopeless and lost.

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Procrastination

Dandelion seed
responsibilities float
away on each breath

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House near Woodstock

A’s dream–a fairy
cottage in the woods–simply
too good to be real.

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Junker

Like a dorm room on
four wheels, it’s a place to get
drunk stoned laid changed sleep.

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Overlooked

Forgotten summer
umbrella aged by winter’s
wig of heavy snow.

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