Monday Brunch Poetry

Hey, everybody; faithful bloggers, friends,…Andrew…   I decided it’s time for the next installment of Monday Morning (er, afternoon) Poetry.  Some more fun Haiku… because it’s a very low-pressure kind of project.


Monday Morning

Monday morning comes

Too Soon.  I need my coffee.

Drugs would be better.


Sleep Deprived (part 1)

Aren’t you sleepy yet?

Rock-a-bye baby, slumber…

Go the fuck to sleep.


Sleep Deprived (part 2)

Four o’clock A.M.

It’s a good thing you’re so cute.

Is it nap time yet?



2 responses to “Monday Brunch Poetry

  1. According to Marge Simpson (and I’m paraphrasing because I don’t quite remember the line)–“The only drug I need is Love for my Son and Daughter. Yep, LSD is the drug for me.”

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