20160910.0757

When short-line rhymes one might well rave
That one thinks on Burma-Shave
Or something like it, quickly found,
Despite it running into ground
A verse idea Butler used.
Commerce has the thing abused,
And now in couplets is most rhyme,
Used to mask poor work of mind
And frame it in "To each their own,
Because art is what you make of it."

20160909.0603

You know
I gave up smoking
Years ago
And I usually do not miss it
But
I am coughing like
I've had a pack a day
For years
And I am not happy about it

20160908.0607

Work continues
As ever it does
And I get to keep doing it
Which is better than
Some alternatives
Although it is less good than
Others

I leave it to readers to determine
Which is which
I clearly cannot make sense of things

20160907.0616

From my journal (yes, I still keep one):

Sticky, moist handfuls

Flung with reckless abandon

At cars passing by

Not by roadside children

But flyers clad in

Dusty, diaphanous gold and orange and black

Kings--and mostly kings--no longer

Unless of barren planes

Sun-baked and rubber-scraped

...say what I am?

20160906.0617

She had trouble
Getting to sleep
Last night

I have to wonder
How much trouble
She will have
Trying to wake
Today

20160905.0710

I would raise my fist today
In solidarity
For it is the day for it
And I have been a union man
But
Here
It will do me no good
And I need that hand to
Write with
Anyway

20160904.0830

I am reminded
That I have much work yet to do
And I need to get about it

20160903.0829

The ground is stable
In the Texas Hill Country
As it is not
Elsewhere
And I am glad
I am where I am

20160902.1729

It is good
To be home again
If briefly
Before going out
Again

20160901.0607

My air intake
Is currently experiencing
Fluid loss

I hope it is only because
The fluids are being
Changed out

At the moment
Performance is not so good
But I have to keep driving