This is not my hair.
These are not my fingernails.
Cleaning is no fun.

Twenty-six-point-two.
I could run that many miles,
just not all at once.

Rust on the baseboards;
nothing a fresh coat of paint
cannot conceal.

Yay, Midwest baseball!
Brewers, Tigers, and…who else?
Oh. Right. Cardinals.

Impromptu tributes
grasp at a now deceased man
who thought differently.

Something in the way,
a giant rock – a boulder! –
a large obstacle.

A simple haircut
should not cost fifty dollars.
It should cost twenty.