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Poem #654

party
party
lights
candy
action

Poem #653

I see a man at a table
he’s talking and laughing
but I can’t see his partner
I wonder if he laughs to himself

Poem #652

curly haired dog
you are an angel
your heavenly color, my clue
snuggle to my chest
lick my hand
nuzzle my arm
all sugar, no spice

Poem #651

two kisses in the morning:

one when I get up
turn her over
and try not to miss her lips
she smiles sleepily

one when I leave
lift her chin
and lean almost falling over
she mumbles, “I love you, see you later”

Poem #650

my mind exploded
all my muscles tensed
to keep my bones from shaking
I didn’t even realize
until I couldn’t read
I had things to do
so I shut the door
the other room rumbled
while I tried to ignore it
nothing was right
I wasn’t feeling
but I drove then ate
finally went to sleep
the rumbling stopped
but I’m still scared
to open the door

Poem #649

3 black-ink, clear barrel pens
white knife-sharpened pencil
dog collar
extra spearmint gum
bills
an invitation
a styrofoam box and lid
j.d. robb’s “promises in death”
a tall lamp
multi-colored crinkle balls
blue cloth napkin
chewy salmon dog treats
photocopies of prescriptions
flat green charging cable
textbooks
spray bottle
on a big table

Poem #648

scientist was attempting an experiment
in a pod off the main spaceship
he lived in isolation
to unlock the power of his mind
his only entertainment was the vast space
it was full and empty
too far away to feel close
he retreated into his mind
he was so powerful
the only one alive
he studied his own thoughts
he repeated every thought over and over
until the meaning was so warbled
and he had to do it
it was his only truth
taken out of context from humanity
he could do anything
no one else exist...

Poem #647

she sees me smiling too much
and she knows

Poem #646

rain drops on my car
not going very far
tv and a little lark

Poem #645 – Witch’s Home

this is a witch’s home
she delights in dark
old dry flowers adorn the walls
cats laze on every flat surface
calm magic in the air
she concocts plans to scare
yes please, scare them all away
this is a witch’s home
only for the dark and ghoulish
the haunts and foolish