Monday, March 21, 2016

Rain

Rain took away.
The debris
Of my crumbling relationship.
Forever.

Clone

I met someone.
Familiar.
Realized talking to self.
Post drinks.

Religion

They asked me,
About my religion.
I said, hunger and poverty.

Love notes

Undelivered.
Lying there beneath the folds.
Dust reads them,
Everyday.

Wedding ring

Like their marriage,
Loose and ill-fitting,
Always slipping off.

Father

Who is my father?
Check the sperm donors list, please.

Sunday, March 6, 2016

Companion

Bed is her new companion.
Accident brought them together.
Forever.