Sunday, June 17, 2012

Food Bar

Food bar.
We bust a gut.
Now, burping.

Wal-Mart

Wal-Mart.
She tweaks a curler.
Bra strap falls.

Reclinin' Cheer

Reclinin' cheer.
My wife gets up...
Mine. All mine.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Garbage

Garbage.
Thet shed next door,
so handy...

Moths

Moths
have left ther guts
on my winder.

June Wedding

June wedding ~
for a bride
divorced in May...

Friday, January 6, 2012

Wading in Trash

Wading in trash,
my feet caress
something squooshy.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

New Year's Chips

New Year's chips
now grown stale 
on wilting plates.


Carpet...

Carpet...
Old chips crunch
beneath my feet.

Paper Horns

Paper horns,
now silent ~
lie on the floor.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

January Third

January third,
sipping stale beer;
my ears ring.

We Huddle

We huddle
in the blue warmth
of our big TV.

There, a Dried Bit

There, a dried bit
of broken wishbone
from Christmas.