Paul Tibbets just went
to hell, where a black mushroom
cloud is his tombstone.
Enola Gay pilot dies
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Paul Tibbets just went
to hell, where a black mushroom
cloud is his tombstone.
That candy still sits
there. What would Fat Bastard say?
“Get in my belly!”
When I eat crazy
trans fat, hot wings, donuts, all
sucked into the void.
When I eat healthy
it’s cottage cheese rye crispbread.
I’ll live forever.
My husband’s pride is
African violets, purple
faces genuflect.
7am could
be midnight. Kids stand on street
corners like hookers.
Every year they say
they’re too old, but hit the streets
for that sugar fix.
I answer the door.
Offer kids cooked broccoli
They demand candy.
Moving furniture,
the Bermuda Triangle
is under the couch.
Only buy the good
candy because you have to
live with leftovers.