I was a whiner,/
bemoaning lack of success./
Now what should I do?

Disappear buttons/
people push. You get power/
to do anything.

Oh thou who drivest late,
awake!
Call me,
I pray thee!
Please
drive well,
so I may well
continue
to like thee
well!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Pppppphhhhhhhhhhoooooooooooooo! It settles/
spiced and yummy in my tum/
me thinks I want more!

I’m eating, ah, ah,/
leftover seafood spiced Pho./
I hope I don’t die.

It’s tempting to stop/
writing, just to absorb your/
creativity.

Are you yet alive?/
Don’t go. Your friends want to dance/
and party with you!

You could invite me/
to visit, for an excuse/
to stay in bed late.

Dried lavender and/
past-date craisins belong with/
each other: Both old.

Everyone chides me/
about my intensity,/
then says “Be yourself!”