Speculative

Yes, I chickened out getting a haircut yesterday August twenty seventh two thousand and twenty four as...

If you were in love
the day would be like
A delightful puzzle to be
Worked
You...

Like sad songs, like tidal waves
In the sacrosanct,
As though from sub-surround
The...

attempt to break thru Hadrian's Wall
while roam'n across cyberspace of urban sprawl
dark...

A tuber of sobriety
sprouts in the mind
It swells and thickens
from a root to a vine...

made fibrous threads...constituting heavy blanket
(crocheted by the missus)
on a cool Autumn...

especially after feeling super charged
watching the second night of
Democratic National...

The spare room will be redone,
The king size bed swapped out for a crib.
The art on the...

Predicated on his paying obese sense
to Ronald McDonald patron saint
buzzfeeding his pie hole...

one helluva comparative
humdinger savvy shopper,
who can rattle off the best buy
for...

Once again tis time to pony up and trot out (neigh - without horsing around) an unforgettable day...

Cancer Rap

I’ve got cancer,
I’m dying,
Not for the want of trying,
Life’s a...

The following scenario imagined
after the hoopla of
Democratic National Convention miracle...

I hate you!
I loath you!
I’m filled with disgust!
Cannot look into your eyes!
...

Like a humane huntress, she
(the anthropomorphized storm)
brought a spate of cool Autumn like...

nevertheless hope springs eternal,
especially after listening
to Vice President Kamala Harris...

Should I hate my lack of horns
The lack of murder in these trembling legs
Should I hate the...