Staring at Feet
Grungy feet, smelly feet, feet of all kind...

Excuse me for a second can you tell me something
I can't remember how I gave you that wedding ring...

A century old argument I write of
That involves a woman and a man...

The Urge to Write
The dial reads later than it should...

Twas the night before the draft
And its been a few years...

Poetry should rhyme
Maybe not all the time...

Marriage
The word progressive stands for so many things...

Kids
ENVELOPED ENERGY...

I lay at night wanting to ask Time:
"Do you actually heal all wounds...

A parlay bet laid with a click on my phone
Curled up on the couch to watch it alone...

Lineage
A torch that is past...

Expansion of the mind floods over my senses
Causing delusions and fear...