Friday night aging
It takes time to write punchline
no stiffer than me
listening to the YouTube
eating and reading emails
-April 20
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Friday night aging
It takes time to write punchline
no stiffer than me
listening to the YouTube
eating and reading emails
-April 20
-
Writer the Spider
and Rider the Spider
sat down beside
one so playful
with intentions
that flowed stomps.
Writer the Spider
And Rider the Spider
jagged their fright
in flight forced
them to die.
-Feb. 2023
I don’t make my bed in the morning
and tend to wake after eleven
well, when it darkens on the outside
and inside as I stall turning on lights
The sun-blocked by concrete walls
protect a million dollar muscle
when it should cost just 10 thousand
and constructed in course of one season.
My process runs, twerks, splits & sits all day
when I’m dancing, cleaning, emailing
before a movie on Netflix
playing with blankets as my aerobics
blankets mature as workout props
hold them tight like ropes you don’t drop
wave one at a time, make it fun
shaking arms and abs getting me strong.
Stretch from legs to brain
from plans, attempts to completion
moves from matter to energy
and time –it’s much too early to sleep!
-December 28, 2022
my stepmom organized
diminished leftovers
so bowls of all sizes
found melting and melding
with her stews and sauces
of veggies and Butter.
-December 2022
Looking for a five-syllable phrase
on a sobbing Saturday
my rain and the skies tears
reminding
me it’s here