Meal Plan

Meal plan.

Canned chili and beer.

Heat.

Floozie

Floozie...
Stuck to a barstool ~
Like glue.

Lifting Some Boots

Lifting some boots,
cuz I ain't buying
no thrift-store crap.

A Light Mist

A light mist
curls over amber glass.
Cold beer.

I Been in Jail.

I been in jail.
Two long years, not one poem.
Now this.

Election Day

Election Day.
I play my trump card.
Eat it!

A Key. A Car.

A key. A car.
More than one possibility!
Scrape...

Study Hall

Study hall.
Fire in the trash can!
My match still warm...

Showing Off

Showing off
tires as thick as his wallet...
Yet I have a knife.

Housing Code

Housing code.
How carefully they plan!
Yet here I am.

Wet Cement

Wet cement.
Dull gray sameness...
until now!

Filmy Curtains:

Filmy curtains:
Thin enough a woman's shape
is not obscured...

Rearview Mirror

Rearview mirror:
How small this town
has grown!

House Fly

House fly:
Waiting there upon the butter
will not bring you Monarch wings.

The Gap in My Teeth

The gap in my teeth
only reflects
the emptiness of my wallet.

Sous Chef

Sous chef ~
picks her nose
among picked vegetables.

School Bus

School bus
somewhat delayed
by nails...

Mud Puddle

Mud puddle.
Quite suddenly I've stepped
across the sky!

House Fly

House fly
sees no irony in
buzzing about my trailer.

Achieved!

Achieved!
My mark on every desk
in detention.