Poetry

Four Poems

a.m.

i’m wearing

one white sock

and

one black sock.

it’s a management issue

big bucks

i hoped something

gigantic would happen

when it didn’t

i wasn’t upset

i couldn’t have

handled the fame

wind disco

black shirt and trousers

on the line

moving and grooving

Travolta style

first sighting

when my cat yawned

his ears touched

at the back

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