Random strangers in-
tersect with few words, then sep-
arate like pulled threads.
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Random strangers in-
tersect with few words, then sep-
arate like pulled threads.
props to kevin for this one
Many haikus wait
to be culled from your poems
Thin slivers of you.
Hate mail came today.
I ponder who’d wish me ill
via envelope.
Lunch with L. Trying
to find his path, he asks me
for my sage advice.
I’m sleeping on the
couch again. I write ’til late,
then collapse in place.
with props to Bonnie and best birthday wishes
Love, like wine, improves
with age. The Bonnie/Benny
vintage most of all.
props to writeitoutplease for this one
Dayglo yellow green
drink attempts to co-opt our
freedom with caffeine.
I saw his photo,
read his bio. Still don’t get
this Ron Paul man-love.
The man can dance. (Saw
him on “Ellen.”) Think of the
inaugural ball.
Electable? That
question dogs her campaign. She
inspires love – or hate.