Tragicomedy

That morning after the night before
Hangover from hell
Lying on the bathroom floor
...

Oh death: who are thou?
poet: Steve Anc

...because disappearing is unquestionable,
...

So many decorative clocks
Time paused
Batteries obsolete
Appointments postponed...

I don't drink, gamble or smoke
But I also don't chauffeur family road trips
Though highly...

What goes up must in theory come down
One goes to a circus to laugh at a clown
To see...

No more of that

The dangerous
The precarious
The risky and the dicey

The...

My floor is a field of blood
I warned them not to play with me
But they insisted on turning...

You have been gone for
quite some years
But the memories of the love
shared still...

There he was climbing up that tree
Went up so fast and ever so speedily
All the residents...

I did not want to go
Just so you know
Did you think for one moment
I did?

But...

You are the mysterious creature that
lurks in the shadows of the night
Holding a list of...

Dear Ann
you broke
My heart
Some
30 plus
Years ago

I don't love...

Stretch and Fletch were buddies and best mates
Both were born and raised in the United States...

It’s the love that’s within that causes me pain
When I see people divided this way
My fellow...

they are a cacaphony,
a chorus of billigrent bitches pitching woo
ar poor junior, forgotten...

On a grey night in December,

I ate burnt toast like caviar,

My hands were as cold as my...

What to do
alone in a place not kin
Despite its kindred nature
letting you in

...