PHONE CALL

What a nice talk on the phone.
I like to stretch on the floor,
(Sore back),
And twirl my hair.

I have no clue what you do,
But some suspicions:
That clicking sound,
Your emails?
Internet surfing?
Or just a mouse scuffle flap-clapping?

INSOMNIA

The cat is my hat,
Curled on top of my head
When I sleep in my bed,
His paws stretch
In front of my eyes;
His purrs
Endless whirls
In my mind.

REPRISE

The drain choked, it burped,
And up in the sink
Came old ideas from
Last night’s dinner:
The peas, rice, and beans
That were so tenderly cooked,
Left on the plate,
Scraped and rinsed away.

HUNGER PAINS

I poured my novel with the cereal box cover
Into a bowl this morning,
Spilled in some milk,
Sprinkled sugar,
And ate it.

By ten o’clock,
I was hungry again,
So I bought a newspaper,
And gobbled that too.

At lunch, someone had a
Magazine, and I asked for
A slice or two.

By the afternoon, the hunger
Pains were unbearable,
I was starving,
I didn’t know what to do.

The bookstores had lines
Out the doors,
What? No reservation?
And the library was closed.

Then I went home,
Checked the mail:
Bills, fliers, more magazines,
No letter from you.

NEW BABY

Sam and Sylvie buy the Stokke stroller for one
Thousand dollars;
New baby will pram through
The streets in style.

Susie snaps off a Barbie doll’s head,
Hair in startled corn stalks,
Crams it under the mattress of her bed.

Others will meet with a similar
Fate, when baby sister screams and hollers.