Why must I treat a little gift as such a burden?Pocket-sized notebook sitting on the shelf I picture my brother, wandering a storeSpotting itCarrying itBuying itWrapping itGiving itThinking of me the whole time And how do I thank him?By using it as a dust collectorBetter start writin!
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Perfect Moment: a poem
Glimmer twins in my CD playerBlasting through the speakersSun on my skin warms every layerWearing shorts and sneakers Ice bold beer in my overworked handsTake it nice and easyPoker with banter over played handsAir feels nice and breezy She comes along to perfect the dayIt’s just a kiss away
Struggling Flame: a poem
A brief flash of light between two eternities of darknessThe first is easy, the second heavyEven still, the light shines not like a beaconBut a struggling flame, fighting to burn at every momentNo rest until the fire goes out
~4.5 Billion Years: a poem
I make the grass growI make the wind blowI paint the sky with colored rainbowsI mark the ground with people’s shadows I bring you the dawnAnd leave you the nightYou wanted to seeSo I gave you some light I help you grow foodI help out your moodI make your skin feel nice and warmI wasContinue reading “~4.5 Billion Years: a poem”
Just Emigrated: a poem
Need a bank account to get paidNeed a tax number to get taxedNeed a job to get a tax numberTax office needs a start date to give me a tax numberJob needs my tax number before they’ll give me a start date Uh-oh! Bank account will close soon with no tax numberWho on God’s greenContinue reading “Just Emigrated: a poem”
Bring Back 45’s! My Plea to the Music Industry
Demand for vinyl records has increased in recent years. Accordingly, supply of vinyl records has increased in recent years. You can find new records at Target or Barnes & Noble or Walmart or your local record store. Social media influencers share their collections in “vinyl haul” videos. It’s safe to say that records are in.Continue reading “Bring Back 45’s! My Plea to the Music Industry”
A Conversation: a short story
“Oh fuck,” she said, “Oh yes, just like that!”He was on top of her, saying nothing. He felt good, but he didn’t want to feel too good too fast. “Oh yes. Oh. Jesus!”“What?” he said, his thrusts slowing to a stop.“What are you doing?” she asked.“Why’d you say that?”“Say what?”“Jesus.”“Because your dick was feeling really good,Continue reading “A Conversation: a short story”
Six Numbers: a short story
James pulled his car into a parking spot at the gas station. Three bright numbers greeted him as he stepped out of the car. The numbers were 128 (thousand) for the Fantasy 5 jackpot, 322 (million) for the Powerball jackpot, and, of particular importance to James, 999 (million) for the Mega Millions jackpot. The actualContinue reading “Six Numbers: a short story”
Choices Chosen: a poem
Two months since I heard the terrible newsI think I got something far worse than the bluesIt’s been a whirlwind of darkness and boozeI can’t understand the choices you choose How would a rapist make a good father?I don’t even know why I still botherBut especially a little baby girlHow’s he supposed to explain theContinue reading “Choices Chosen: a poem”
Productivity: a poem
Permanently pursuing productivityPainfully punishing pausesWait, why would we want worth woundup with work? Security? Safety? Sensibility? Constantly creating contentCulling creative conviction Take a break for just one secondAh, isn’t this nice?
Lefty Forrester 