Stormed shadows crawling
Across nearly frosted lawns,
The passage of time.
Day: September 10, 2008
my dog would like to eat the stray cats, but the squirrels would also do
poetrythat’s pretty much it.
the teeth in the smile of the corporation
poetrywhen you need them they make sure
that you fit into the square
whether your a circle or a triangle
and that you never have stolen
or curse
or lied
and that you love to listen to people
talk about themselves
and you’ve never lost your temper
and you think about others before yourself
they make sure that you are
a perfect
square
with
all
your
sides
the
same
length
so when the customer walks in
your smile is as shiny and warm
and deft and dead as
the red colored vest you wear
a canadian limerick on discovering honey
poetryhere is some honey to eat eh.
but what a-boat your weight eh?
holy crap there’s a bee!
er, way more than one bee!
do we stay and get fat or get goin’ eh?
the sieve and the sand 