Poem Trio


Last Time We Talked

He may be lucky
to have you,
but somewhere out there
there’s somebody
just as lucky
to be rid of you.


No time
like the present
to present yourself
to the world

Tied up tight
in ribbons and bows

All wrapped up,
a perfect little package
you give yourself
to the next guy to come along.

A Fond Remembrance

I seem to remember a time
when there was a reason
we broke up,
but I

don’t quite

remember what…

There it is.

BUY IT HERE! Back in the Saddle: My Love/Hate Relationship with the Space Cowboy




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