Treadmill Lament

There you stand in my crowded garage Between plastic bins and file cabinet lodged. Chrome and rubber and plastic whispering promises of a body fantastic.   “Walk! Run ! Jog!” I hear you call from afar. “You spend too much time sitting in the car.” So I pull on a...

The Refrigerator Blues

I got the cool– those dual Refrigerator blues  Cuz, it’s true I need to own two. Twin places to keep yesterday’s stew Double the storage for food that’s new. Two times the space to fill with Tupperware Of dinner leftovers or restaurant fare. Mexican fajitas,...

Ode to Stilettos

  Fabulous, beauteous stilettos perched on display  I would for you, give up most of my pay. Studded or suede or patent or shiny My feet would look ever so sleek and so tiny.   A pencil thin heel, a pointed toe If I bought you, just where might I go? There’s that...
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