Handcuffed
for buying a
flower from a roadside
vendor. America summed up
right there.
Handcuffed
for buying a
flower from a roadside
vendor. America summed up
right there.
Walking
By me as I
Wrestle with my regret
She laughs, and for a short moment I
too smile
The way
you talk about
it, you seem to think that
time really does stand still in my
embrace
The taste
of my cigar
and the whiskey in my
gullet can’t fill the pit inside
my chest
staring
at Departures,
waiting with futile hope
that my flight’s not cancelled; let me
get home
Whiskey
dark chocolate,
smooth jazz, and some gritty
poetry are all that I need
tonight
Ignore
racist bigots;
stand proud against their hate.
Trust me when I tell you that you’re
gorgeous.
The work
isn’t easy,
and doesn’t satisfy,
but the burn of twilight whisky
sure helps
So many
years behind me,
but instead of wisdom
all I seem to have acquired is
regret