Nostalgium Noxium Guttersnipem

Man, 

It’s when you’re finished 
Dragging your bod

Up from the gutter 
All these years 

And no buddy offers 
To take you back home. 

The Sun Always Sets, The Road Goes On Forever

On the way to town, walking

Past a priest and a man talking,

Their backs to the sun.

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On the way back, walking

Past a priest and a man talking,

Looks like the sun had to run.

The Party is Here

Well it was here,

Wasn’t it?

Do Not Disturb

Today was another no-brainer; 
The sun rose, the sun set, 
Nothing crossed my mind, 
Nothing that upset me— 
I have so much to think about yet. 

Another New Year's Eve Poem

I resolve that 
I will write 

No more poems 
Until next year.