Late and Time to Pack

My packing delay today
May make me miscount
The amount of socks I need,
Or undershirts to succeed
in not having dirty clothes,
It’s time to pack I suppose.

Answering the Call

It’s usually easy to answer the phone
When I hear something that rings true,
something that I can do.

It’s hard to stay on the line with you
When I wanna be alone
Listening to a ring tone.

Refrigerated Fruit

My mind cannot grapple
With the concept of room-temperature fruit.
Why wouldn’t you want it cold?
When an orange or an apple
Rewards refrigerated pursuit,
All I taste is bold.

Knick-Knack-Slack

Time for me to pick up the knick-knack-slack,
Buy something next to the tic-tac-rack
labeled “impulse buy.”

Rather than walk on by
I can’t help but think back
To the last time I bought a knick knack
And found the purpose
Of a horizontal surface.

Booth or a Table

There’s a question that I meet
When I go in to eat
And there’s a hostess greeting me,
Wondering where she’s seating me,

“Would you like a booth or a table?”
My answer, of course is both please
Or my dinner will be unstable
Balancing on my knees.

If I just had the table, I’d grow weary
Squatting by my food contrary
To the imagined experience I had
Inside my head when I was glad
To dine at a table.

Text Treatment

55% of conversation is body movement.
A body groove sent from me to you
to view.

38% of conversation is vocal inflections
for audible inspections to cage in
the speech I engage in.

Don’t fear the silent treatment.

Fear what I’m misconveying
In 93% of what I’m saying
The things you’ll miss
If I text you this.

Strange place

Your confused face
Reminds me this place
Is entirely new for you.

I suppose that I’m used to it,
But you throwing a fit
With your echoing cries
Makes me realize
That it’s entirely new for you
Which makes it new for me too.

Authenticity

I strive to have people chase me,
I place a bounty on my head so high
How could people not try
To off me.

That’s how I avoid
being labeled paranoid.