Do /
you?/
And if you/
do,/
what do/
you /
do?

Late night. Bad pork ribs./
Shoulda danced with the one whut/
brung me at Pecos.

What if, based on a/
recent Facebook posting, I’m/
Everyone sought for?

How oft have I asked /
her in hours wee, if ever/
she wakes thinking me.

Maybe I could be/
your captured knave./
I think of/
you and me and cave./

Pull sheets up over/
your head.
Cave is
sheets in bed./

Lovin’/
Dutch oven.

I’m sorry if my hovering bothers U.
I try not 2 think about U.
I know U R superbusy, as am I,
but I miss talking 2U,
seeing U.
I want to ask U
out w/no pressure.

He writes in the woods/
to find peace, inspiration./
Then jackhammers start.

Or

Then hard raindrops fall.

Sometimes the daily/
labors’ fruits reveal feelings/
deeper than first thought.