Where does time go? Clock
hands a band-aid over the
wounds of past regrets.
Looking back
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Value
Don’t sell yourself short.
Those who can’t see your worth chew
your soul to pieces.
David Bowie
The man who fell to
earth left us too soon, stardust
in Major Tom’s wake.
Tonight’s Powerball drawing
With a ticket comes
hope, and since I’m ticketless,
I’m hopeless and lost.
Procrastination
Dandelion seed
responsibilities float
away on each breath
Morning ritual
Light breaks. I heed the
call to darkness, cup rich black
magic in my hands.
All nighter
Weighing sleep against
productivity, I write
into a new day.
Diner
Booths shelter those hung
over, elbows tacky with
pancake syrup spills.
Groceries
Short-term guests in my
fridge, pantry, cabinet — but just
until they are served.
Dishes in the sink
Domestic mountains
rimmed with grime, sponge scaling this
Everest of suds.
a haiku a day 