I think meetings are great fun.
I just wish that they were done.
It’s not the people that I dread.
I just prefer the voices in my head.
Category: Deep Thoughts
Frustration
WHOLE was only twenty percent.
QUOTE sixty percent unquote.
STROKE – I may be having one.
TROVE – one hidden treasure.
TROPE – the chosen one (at last).
I hate Wordle.
Disappointment
I wandered into the kitchen.
Someone was defrosting chicken.
We’re having chicken tonight.
What a delight!
The next break from toiling,
I found the chicken boiling.
I almost cried.
I much prefer fried.
Chicken cooked in water.
It must be for my daughter.
She’s a bit bitchy
And she won’t take her pills.
Goodbye
Funerals are for the living.
They’re not really for the dead.
With pandemics and lockdowns,
They’re for nobody instead.
Drawing a Blank
I’m not sure what goes here today.
I don’t know what I want to say.
So, I sit and watch the clock.
Trying to cure my writer’s block.
I could attempt some more haiku.
There should be something more to do.
This should be a meaningful account,
Not just a specific syllable count.
So, I will sit and watch the screen.
My imagination has been wiped clean.
Eventually, a concept will arrive.
As disco taught, I will survive.
Nonprofit
Work for common good.
Don’t get rich saving the world.
You still need money.
Turnaround
I hate my job.
I hate my wife.
I hate my dogs.
I hate my life.
I need something
To set me free.
I need good drugs.
I need … coffee.
Coffee saved my life today.
Caffeine in a paper cup.
Cream and sugar.
My spirits raised up.
My job is great.
My wife is tanned.
My dogs are fun.
My life is grand.
Weekend
Time flying quickly.
Resting, recharging, peaceful.
Time to take a nap.
Sideways
My life is going sideways.
I know that sounds banal.
If you find your life is sideways,
Don’t drive in a canal.
I just saw a lovely woman.
I mean, she was really hot.
Two years ago, I’d ask her out.
Now, it’s “Have you had your shots?”
2020 Vision
On the first day of Christmas,
My true love gave to me.
A bad case of COVID-19.
On the other days of Christmas,
We were self-quarantined,
And I didn’t get squat.
I hate 2020.
Twenty-twenty
I stayed at home.
I lost my job.
I drank alone.
It sucked at first.
It sucked galore.
It sucked all summer,
Then, it sucked some more.
Just two weeks,
Then just two months,
Then “By the Fall”,
Now, this blows chunks.
It has to be better.
2021 can’t be this bad.
Eat your black-eyed peas.
Let’s not be sad.
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