I want to quit my job.
I'd rather suck on a rotten log
then go back tomorrow.

Limits

The limits run through their veins
at an even-keeled pace

They hide from the mirror,
from seeing their own face.

Aller-gees

Swiss cheese on my knees

The bird bath is empty, would you please

get off of the floor and carry these

ramshackled Canadian geese?