speed dating
my peachy lip gloss
attracts a wasp
speed dating
my peachy lip gloss
attracts a wasp
narrow road
I pull in
my shoulders
autumn rush hour
leaves hitch hiking
on the bonnet
Halloween party
the surgeon takes
his skeleton
another treat
the vampire’s fangs
fall out
back home now
the sudden downpour
stops
the soggy tissue
in my pocket
wash day blues
Sunday dinner
the old dog
finally stirs
daybreak
all the great lines
I wrote in my dream
walker’s checkpoint
sheep gather
to graze