how can this month drag
with only thirty days
these poems need to end
Tag: joke
utter rubbish (20170702)
i’ve been thinking
that dorian mode
would be a good name
for a secret agent
who works
for the pope
Poem 20160312
i drank deeply
of the waters of
the river lethe
there was no
aftertaste
Poem 20150328
the rooster said
that’s a joke son
a joke
i made a funny
but it went right over your head
too fast for you
you gotta keep your ears open
ears i say
and i laughed
and my dad who was sitting in
a recliner, almost sixty to my
ten years
laughed
laughed so hard that tears
ran down his face
laughed so hard he couldn’t breathe
and that to me was funnier than
anything the rooster said
Words and Feathers 