Shape Up Or Ship Out, You Swine

Tut-tut now, we know they say 
All the world’s a stage but 
Then again, it’s not 
Your oyster, mate— 

Though it could be 
If you were but a god- 
Damn watchdog standing 
Sentinel at the pearly gates. 

Timeworn Life Sentence

In the morning it’s easy 
Getting caught up 

In the hope it won’t be 
One more wasted day, 

Only to spend the rest 
Of your life wondering 

How that too got away. 

Unsettling Unearthly Affair

where sudden suspect 

gust in trees 
leaves 

                    minding 
                    nobody’s business 

still up in air. 


 

Curious And Curiouser At Four-And-A-Half

My wife holding 
A sloshy plastic bag 
Into which she’s thrown 
Up half her guts, Phaedra 
Peers into the bathroom 
And asks her 

Granny, I wasn’t 
Here when you started, 
Please do it again— 
I want to see how 

It all comes out 
In the end. 

First Things First

—for Eleni, first of all 

I suppose you’re right, my love, 
After all— there are many things 
In this world worth pursuing, 

But who can recall them and why 
Try when most of the time 
I end up wanting

Nothing but to follow you 
To the ends of the earth.