A Guy’s Guide To Bundling

in Poetry

Boxes packed
Act as partition
A beg pardon
Of inefficiently

And content
Is contingent
on the mood
That denoted MISC.

As T-shirts snuggle
With Blue tooth
speakers, grimace-
gadgets are never
Hand me downs

and there’s a still
life with an ancient
Apple mouse

Somehow suggesting
weep for me.

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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