it’s not
universally preferable
to initiate force
Tag Archives: poetry
burn me
you burn me at both ends
I mean it’s sexy as fuck
but I’m tired of cleaning
wax off the floor
(written in the margins of a work notebook, on Dec 17th 2017, about you)
call and response haikus
“Liz, you left a bag
of delicate items in
my office. – your boss”
bottle of anti-depressants
pregnancy test
haikus about death
bad priest haiku
behind closed doors
even the priest admits
the lure of fucking strangers
up close and personal haiku
I could walk
five-hundred miles
It’s that first mile
that I worry about
