harvest moon

Strollin' home
Neath the harvest moon
full of fine food and loving sistah hood
the midnight streets so silent and safe
I hear some gentle snoring through an open window
and see Peg the one-legged pigeon pecking particles drowsily
in front of CVS.

43 year old teeth

I'm 43
2 score and 3
older than a breadbox
two words: SEXUAL PRIME

squeezin my head like a pimple looking for some meaning to ooooze out

this year I'm going to

see how much chocolate I can eat without gaining weight
learn to swim the butterfly
kiss a handsome fellow or 10
spend time with all of my nieces
show everyone how much I love them.

except Denzel
(he already knows).