In '09 I lost:

More than I care to think of,

and my cell phone, too.

two-thousand & nine
blinked memories of poems
soft with love and loss

munchin' and crunchin'
t-rex and carolyn, too.
burgers and ice cream!

Mental haiku wall.

Everyday I try in vain.

I just can't produce...

IM LAME AND CALLED YOUR MOM

what the hell, thomas?
you made me all nervous, gone
missing for three days

Beaten on his head,

he returns. Shouting, "Wake up!"

Snooze him -- he will win.

Get over it girl!

His big teeth and froin' hair. . .

STEP ON HIS DICK! FUCK!

Cold, white, wet, slick shit.

Save it! -- Forget winter woes.

Keep on strong, autumn.