Monday, June 15, 2015

discarded mash

Thrashing in the snow
Fermented berries all gone
The Blue Jays are drunk

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Hummus

Hummus is gritty
They did not hull the chickpeas
Fire all of those bums

Friday, June 12, 2015

Extiction

Dinosaurs are gone
Thunderous creatures silenced
Caveman Barbecue

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Vacant thoughts

There becomes a point
All the words that were spoken
Are just empty air

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Boredom sets in.

Enuii settles in.  I blankly stare at my toes.  I count up to ten.

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

The Good Soaps at GrandMa's

Grandma's special soaps
Covered in a fine grey dust
Never to be used

Sunday, May 3, 2015