NOTHING NEW UNDER THE SUN

They jaywalked from Eaton’s to The Met.
He was thirsty.
She was cold.
Waving his arms,
And saying as loud as he could,
“You don’t understand.
There’s nothing new under the sun.
We can only do it better.”

He was still waving his arms
When he stepped into a pothole
And somersaulted on the road,
His heels hit the curb.

She said,
“I’ve seen that before,
But can you do it better next time.”


NO REGRETS

Let’s do something tonight
Unlike my momma and the preacher man
Will have nothing to regret
When I become totally impotent
Like a car up on blocks
And you like a dried prune
In the dog days of summer
Our love will still be fueled with passion

Let’s do something tonight


THE VIETNAMESE RESTAURANT

The owner
Of the Pho Quyhn
She stood at the end of the table
Shaking her finger at a customer
Have not seen you for long time
You must be seeing someone else.