Little Sleep

bleakest morning
tie collection brings comfort
a fabric rainbow

directory list
four hundred open tabs
firefox doesn’t crash

how do I take it?
lots if cream lots of sugar
mask coffee flavor


little poetry
in a sad reality
coffee makes me shit


burned, drowned, steeped and parched
the teabag dies many deaths
sugar sweetens not

I’m Chester Bloomfield

(Completely Fictitious Green Energy Expert)

Trap escaping heat!
your tips are all insightful—
but you forgot this…

meaningful comment
it’s meaninglessness ironic
unrelated link

to brighten monday
the color pink stimulates
a necktie fetish

Each night sexy dreams
each morning optimism
Emily fetish

the link building task
little brain-power required
but so exhausting

Multiple Beats

Terrible morning
to aid my decompression
some bitter coffee


“affiliate schemes”
suspicious category
click on submit link

directory list
five hundred open tabs
Firefox doesn’t crash

Flash Freeze

a glimpse of springtime
trees enjoy sunbathing
smothered by snowstorm

shovel the driveway
the chore almost forgotten
—a harsh reminder

Miss-sized wallpaper?
such an amateur mistake
get used to failure

A terrible work—
your belief that it is art
what’s more upsetting?

Such shabby artwork
yet you find it worth sharing
—Impressive ego

internet suffers
wasting bandwidth on this piece
—all of us suffer

Unpleasant coffee
enough cream and sugar
mildly unpleasant

cold fingers welcome
what my lips dare not approach
steaming profusely

cold, dark and bitter
I can only force so much
day three—no sugar

Tea Time

tea after coffee
sugar never added
just now I notice