Beside him, silent, stately,
on his right,
the old magician's
fair assistant stands alert,
...
If puppies know a canine God,
how can He justify
the wanton ways of Man?
This world was once
...
Okay! I feel the pain.
So where's the gain?
We limp through life.
Some keep the march.
...
I know I see
what others cannot see.
I've spied
the desperate frenzy
...
The ghosts come out to meet me
from their sleep.
Not as my parents
do they watch the door,
...
I like to stack them tall
or end-to-end,
but then I dread
I'll find a dud I've penned.
...
It's not the heat.
It's my humidity.
Some days on every thing
we disagree.
...
Is there anything more embarrassing
Than the tell-tale wreckage of love
The morning after?
...
In denim blues, his t-shirt shines.
No tux could strut so fine.
He is bad.
With dirty hands as if he worked,
...
'You're wasting your time.'
so leers the jock.
And I glare back.
'My time is mine to waste.'
...