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  • OctPoWriMo 3

    Just because they say
    It might not even be true
    You have permission

    To indulge in what
    Some might call schadenfreude
    Really it’s only

    A coping technique
    That builds your immunity
    To further bullshit
    October 3, 2020
    Poetry

  • OctPoWriMo 2

    All of a sudden
    Images from the distant
    Past are appearing

    At most unbidden
    At least I am unaware
    I would be here now

    Tracing the distance
    An uninterrupted gap
    As through a wormhole

    With infinity
    Jostled somewhere in between
    Every universe

    And all I can think
    Is that I am missing out
    On living my life

    Where does it go anyway
    October 2, 2020
    Poetry

  • OctPoWriMo 1

    How could it be that
    The start of spooky season
    Feels no different

    Than each one this year
    I’ve been joking it’s still March
    It might as well be

    That’s some spooky stuff
    If all around us the world
    Was moving forward

    And we were stuck here
    While a rotting gourd loitered
    In the whitest house

    Blabbing the same thing
    Not giving us any peace
    For six freaking months

    The squirrels seem eager
    To peck away at pumpkins
    Though decorative

    At least they promote decay
    October 1, 2020
    Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 30

    The cat interprets
    Me counting out syllables
    As time for snuggles

    Fall is upon us
    You should leave windows open
    For apocalypse

    What else can we do
    Vote for someone who follows
    A clear train of thought

    Again and again
    We all go down together
    It’s both sides-ism

    The cat next to me
    Just jumped down off of the chair
    To eat some more food

    Wake up tomorrow
    And the hungover feeling
    Might not disappear

    It will just get normalized
    September 30, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 29

    He’s a fool on this
    Will he shush for a minute?
    Would you shut up, man?

    Now do I get my time back?
    September 29, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 28

    Months without music
    Turn on the vacuum cleaner
    Put on my headphones

    Rock out to Bob Mould
    It makes everything better
    For a little while
    September 28, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 27

    A 16 year old
    Working for minimum wage
    In a part time job

    Pays more in taxes
    And would do a better job
    As the president

    Than the current occupant
    September 27, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 26

    Someone who would take
    The job as it is offered
    Is disqualified

    By being willing
    To assume the role under
    These circumstances

    Especially since
    The fascist autocratic
    Sex offender wants

    You to take the bench
    Only to avoid jail time
    As long as he can

    Which won’t be very long now
    September 26, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 25

    Shock of red in trees
    Bird fallen dead on sidewalk
    Season full of gasps
    September 25, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

  • SeptHaikuWriMo 24

    Proof of time passing
    A picture you’ve never seen
    Showing up somehow

    Reminding you what
    And who you cared about then
    Instant in a frame

    That might have been lost
    Had time not taken its toll
    Inside of boxes

    Always left unpacked
    Until the moment occurs
    To take out again

    For light to reveal
    It was never even lost
    But waiting to know

    What it was when it first shone
    September 24, 2020
    Haiku, Poetry

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