water and weeding
fire emerging above
drink beer stay fluid

In other words, I must get yardwork done
before that cursed sun
smites me down like the puss-cake
I am.

I had no work this week
but should start again
Monday.

garage music on
traveling by stair climber
my shoes fill with sweat

Red wheelbarrow
chocolate dirt and gravel
apple tree branches

Wet popcorn blossoms
soggy cats shining flowers
lick the moss garden

None touch the great Thai
unravel the noodles now
I have the hot paste

Not the fandango
twisted pearls eat ivory
Undo the facade

Gobbets of hot glue
My fairy house has a roof
now for some siding

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I ran. I bought beer.
Weed is a verb and a noun
Yay ravioli!

boom of grey thunder
followed by some slaps of rain
and a frisky wind