When I was
younger,
I had to learn.
Sit and wait to
write.
I  would get
impatient and force it.
If you read it,
you could tell.

Now I’m quite a bit older, and
I quit trying.
Fodder seems to be
everywhere.
I can write about
the most mundane
things.

Today I’m at the
library waiting for my
girlfriend to
finish up at the dentist.
She’s getting her
teeth cleaned.
All my drinking ruined
my teeth.
When I got them
pulled a year ago,
there wasn’t a
healthy tooth in my head.
I have dentures now, so
I don’t have to
worry about how much I drink.
I know this isn’t a
good poem, but
hey,
there she is
all shiny and bright…
and sober.

I was taking the elevator when the doors opened, and my neighbor’s pitbull appeared.
I got confused and held my key chip to the sensor so it would go away.
I love dogs, but I wasn’t expecting such a sudden encounter.

To be loved is to be seen
And I never realized just how invisible I felt
Until you came along
And saw me in full color

I see a Pyramid
In your Eyes

It contains Who
I used to Be