Despite stockpiling
untold hours of surplus sleep,
dark circles persist.

Our newest neighbors
believe hammers will help them
dismantle the past.

Would you like to stop?
Handlebars are for steering.
Brake with your ankles.

Well, we may as well
debate our dwindling options.
The kitchen is closed.

Waves of powerful
salt, music, and alcohol
prove overwhelming.

After ten full years,
who needs a damn calendar?
Every day is love.

Hey football players…
“Clear Eyes. Full Hearts. Do Not Rape.”
Does that work for you?

Stopped at a stop sign,
an impatient Mustang man
readies his right foot.

Rigid coat hangers
resist the effort of hands
working them apart.

Spastic kitty limbs
attack those hovering threats
only felines see.