I incubate germs.
Feel their heat warp my head, their
chill shake my body.
Fever
Reply
Head cold
Snot blocked mucus jammed
sinus pressure. Every breath
a pulse of pure pain.
Sitting next to Gloria Steinem
Her face fronted a
movement, a magazine. My
mind’s jaw drops in awe.
February 14 comes early
A stranger’s link love
Validation, valentine
all rolled into one.
Remedial
Computer in safe
mode like reading Dick & Jane
after War & Peace.
Misty mountain hop
Dawn the breath of a
new day paused when night exhales
sunrise dimmed by fog.
On distant shores
Sleep comes like a tide.
Evenings at home, we drift off
heads back, mouths open.
Reflection
Dressing room mirror
replaced by funhouse looking
glass. Not me in there.
Oceanic Flight 815
Crashed. Met Tailies. Then
Others. Hatch blew up. Kate caged.
Got Lost about there.
Writer’s strike
Reality makes
me sick. Going through laugh track
cop show withdrawal.
a haiku a day 