Double Whammy

charmer, the man 
you vooded 

never knew what 
hit him where 

it hurt 
you too. 

Lynch Mobber

I remember the times they 

Spelt nothing but trouble 
And we had no time 

To stand around pretending 
We were just 

Innocent bystanders. 

Virtual Cowboy

Whoa, there! I know 

There must be better ways 
To while away a morning than watching 

A horse grazing in a vacant lot 
Next to your house, 

But right now I feel right 
At home right here, 

Pardner. 

Metamorphosis of a Blythe Spirit

No skylark, summer found him one morning 
In an olive grove, waiting for the cicadas 
To begin their song from limb to limb; 

One evening at the end of autumn, 
Nailed to a twisted trunk, 
They found the shell of him. 

Poet's Bugaboo

Jiminy Cricket! 

Sometimes I’m afraid 

I’m past all grace when 

I feel so smug I expect 

My next feat to come swaggering 

On all six legs out from under the tongue 

Of an army surplus boot and spit 

Flush in my face.