seeing others’ faults
is so much easier than
self-diagnosis.

Tags: apologies

hungry me waiting
for mcdonalds to open.
sweet egg mcmuffin…

friends are locked outside
while strangers have their way, and
you don’t seem to mind.

my escape hatch closed;
crash the gates so I can go
anywhere but here.

a low of 15
makes a high of 46
feel just like summer.

solitary me.
thought it was what I wanted.
maybe I’ll go out.

when presidents speak,
ovations abound for such
superficial words.

Tags: state of the union, george w bush, united states

balancing acts (not
budgets) are the parlor tricks
of politicians.

given all the pain,
does it feel better when you
have someone to blame?

lacking energy
to form this pithy poem,
I beg your pardon.

all you have been paves
the path to discovering
who you’ll be someday.