This ragged old man,
perpetually homeless,
nurses a bottle.

How much does he owe?
The man from the government
seems incredulous.

Sleeping in sunlight,
wishing someone would have thought
to close the curtains.

Early afternoon,
typically time for lunch,
not for cereal.

Incessant chatter
overwhelms the “quiet car.”
Ah, banalities.

The ding of a text
bearing unfortunate news;
I will call later.

Two raspberry cakes
housed in white cardboard boxes
with white plastic spoons.

We all need our sleep,
so why is it difficult
to keep a bedtime?

Strolling through the store,
I see black and blue dress socks,
but do not buy them.

Rain mixed with the sun:
torrential rain, blinding sun.
Please make up your mind!