failure

this is what i get
for living in wrigleyville
my moto: go cubbies

it went on and on
first inning: three to nothing
then sixteen to two

the one day i went
the loveable losers lost
extravagantly

two decades buying
CDs - why is it still so
hard to open them?

breakfast questions X 3

chicken apple plus
sausage is a rad combo
but fails nature's laws?

argentine omelet
standard but with chorizo
am i being ripped?

Croissan'wich is great
grease is the main fucking theme
should I feel guilty?

back to new orleans
for another wedding- will
i behave this time?

l'amour

my housewifely chore:
spray-painting his werewolf head
in the parking lot

that's hot, in two

st lucian hot sauce,
though tasty, when broken in
suitcase, makes me sad.

rusted shorts zipper.
swim goggles and bible smell
like pepper. now what?

house sitter in four

home sweet home, i thought
but the pantry is empty
and the house is not

sheets likely not clean
sticky substance on my desk
boy asleep on couch

dirty coffee pot
empty bottles of bourbon
house sitter not gone

plants dried up, withered
stuff strewn around - apartment
better left empty?

on coming home: a trilogy

home from st. lucia.
tan, but now i have to work.
farewell, paradise...

chicago groceries:
where are breadfruit and soursop?
where's bangamary?

he-LLO, apartment!
no oinks, moos, chirps, or roaches.
thrilled to have four walls.