Cricket, our cat
knows where it’s at
when she lies flat
where I just sat
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Severance
Over the years,
the hands, now slightly arthritic
and wrinkled by the many multiples
...
The urinal, a worthy fixture,
is functional, but more -
it reassures the nervous male
he’s entered the right door.
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A nurse
(who works with dying patients)
introduced us to her friends today:
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A sweaty man in dirty t-shirt
scrapes a lifeless mass of blood and puppy fur,
leaving stains on highway asphalt,
and on the memory of a curbside boy,
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I gripped the frame of the bathroom door,
looked back at my wife as she sat in bed,
and with fear and confusion loudly whispered
that not only was our toilet missing,
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Lord, I really love my job, I really truly do,
but in the name of honesty, I must confess to you
that there are certain characteristics of this youthful age
that sometimes place my pressure at the hypertensive stage.
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Make this the year, Lord, about to commence,
when promises made are no more future tense,
when positive changes and goals of the heart
go beyond conversation and actually start.
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and the Devil and his demons danced.
Blackness bullied its shoulders into midday.
Shadows filled the mosaics of light and
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Two hours and fifteen minutes
from the new year -
my brother died.
A long time coming.
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