a short po-em

I miss coffee, I miss booze.
The more I win, the more I lose.

Thaw

The snow on the porch
has melted
to reveal
all the Chapsticks I've lost.


ALTERNATELY, AS A HAIKU
The snow on the porch
Has melted to reveal all
The Chapsticks I've lost

a short po-em

If you were a piano
I would hide underneath
to hear your strings echo
and take in every note

A Puzzle

I feel like all the pieces are here.
You find all the edge pieces
I'll look for sky.

po-em hunting

I want to go catch poems in the wild
with nets and shovels.
Will they struggle?
Will they go gently?
Will we need poem-sniffing pigs to root them up?
Yes.
Let's go in the wee hours when night flirts with day.
Take a snacky bar, and a juice box,
We might miss breakfast
Waiting out in the woods
For the crack of a stick
Beneath the paw of a poem.

My eyes

Sometimes my eyes just feel like crying
I'm not gonna tell them what they should do.
Sometimes my eyes just feel like crying
I'm sure it's nothing to do with you.

A Country Song

My mail order bride
showed up postage due.
I didn't have no cash
So she's back to Chişinău.

I am

I'm a soccer ball
I'm a bottle of Night Train
I'm the dirty hand of an Iman
I'm the clock that you forgot
I'm the husband from Hart to Hart
I'm half a bagel, but not that half
I'm a fake window
I'm a false door
I'm your travel soap
I'm an acorn's soul
I'm a stuffed moose
I'm a watercraft
I'm a beach ball decorated like a globe
I'm Richard Nixon's inside pocket
I'm two dollars of licorice
I'm a picture of a Canadian mountie
I'm a gravedigger's cleat
I'm a piano on a sunporch
I'm too many notepads!
I'm Gregory from 4th grade
I'm a trickle sound you hear from far away
I'm last semester's final exam
I'm a pigeon sandwich
I'm yelling from the apartment across the alley
I'm a discounted cardigan
I'm a yacht
I'm a substance to abuse
I'm a gorgeous pumpkin, ripe on the vine
I'm an ugly girl's phone number on a coaster
I'm a drycleaning bag
I'm two quarts short
I'm potable
I'm the frog on a camel's back left hoof, his left
I'm a crack in the ice you're pretending not to hear
I'm boughten instead of bought and borrow instead of loan
I'm a church fart
I'm third in line for two tickets to paradise
I'm heterodactyl
I'm in your trunk under the box of her stuff you didn't give back
I'm latitude 12 longitude wherever Sting is these days
I'm under R in the "Local" section, also on the "Chad's picks" shelf
I'm your leg, asleep
I'm a nose whistle but just once
I'm a light rap at the door, two minutes, two minutes
I'm a scratch
I'm Goo-Be-Gone in bulk
I'm Kristi Yamiguchi's left nut
I'm a good intention unsaid
I'm going now
I'm going
Now.

Let's toast to the leper leopard
With the beverages here we quaff
Yes, let's think of the leper leopard
As all of his spots fall off

Boney

Boney runs a book club
For spooks and ghouls and me.
There's no deadline for us
We've got eternity.

I am drawn to you
Like a seagull
to a parking lot
You seem like the ocean
But you're not.

Nerd Store

All kind a nerd
Got their own nerd store
Whatever you're a nerd for
I bet they got a store for
comic books
soft yarn
bicycles
hardwoods
teas of all nations
soccer balls
ties
t-shirts
magic tricks
car parts
miniatures
drag queen fancy dresses
dog clothes
pie
I said
dog clothes
pie
Whatever you're a nerd for
I bet they got a store for
Take you out your credit card
so you can buy.

a song sort of a po-em

If I had the chance
I'd love you to pieces
Then I'd pick up the pieces
And love them all, too.

I'd end this dance
Of glances and teases
Because, sweet baby Jesus,
I'm crazy for you.

La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
yeah yeah.

Sometimes
a backwards step
is just part
of the dance.

Patiently waiting
for your divorce.
I don't mind seconds
if you are the course.

the mat to the boxer

And the mat says to the boxer:
Stay here with me
Rest your weary head
Shhh
No more fighting.

Do you get it? It's a plume joke.

A peacock! A peacock!
Has murdered my mom!
Scary to see her
Dispatched with aplomb!