Poor business decision

I quit my job to
work on my haiku blog. Chance
of millions, slim / none.

Afterwards

We discuss the soul,
ponder death’s postlude, then choose
the happy ending.

Mortality

That first brush with death
shook loose her confident grasp
of all she held dear.

Respects

They hadn’t spoken
in a year, but she came home
to wish him goodbye.

At 22

You’re gone, leaving class
mates to learn that last lesson:
life can be too short.

 

 

Mike’s death

Liked by all, no one
knows why he veered off the road
toward eternity.

Dizziness diagnosis

He feared brain blood clots
but it’s labyrinthitis.
He’ll live after all.

Visitors to a dead blog

WordPress stats: twenty-
two-thousand views in ’12. This
despite no new posts.

Hoarders on A&E

What we hold onto
owns us drowns us sedates us
slow death by shopping.

Undone

Pulling apart a
life together, the future
frays like a cut edge.