Where the Cans Are
...Alone and hungry
left leg aches like a broken peg
in the mugginess of its left slipper.
Not a good day for fixing anything
but the sealed and over salted,
the quickly warmed and spooned
that ...
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Categories:
cartload, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Floatsam and Jetsam
...Day dawns on me breathlessly with drudgery,
Gayless is my countenance to elude the cartload of tasks.
Yeah is only the option that makes me trot with lunch box,
Mayhem is the state of affairs that...
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Categories:
cartload, how i feel, life,
Form: Free verse
At the Bottom of My Closet
...At the bottom of my closet,
I found in a bag
A brand-new gray skirt
With its price on the tag.
I spotted the slippers
I swore I’d thrown out
And a dozen Clinique* cases
(Freebies, no doubt)....
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Categories:
cartload, home,
Form: Rhyme
Satan's Waitin
...Unwanted in Heaven, most wanted in Hell,
He’s the one to whom your soul you sell.
Right from creation, the onset of time,
The bane of mankind, a cartload of slime.
What makes him outsmart thos...
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Categories:
cartload, parody
Form: Personification