Three brief poems
“Chill” by yours truly
April chill
Against your will.
Endure it still.
Then obscure it, you pill.
“Long” by yours truly
Long books,
Awkward looks,
But please don’t stare,
And buyer beware.
Take care.
“Tape” by yours truly
Just put on the calking tape
Over the wound,
To stop the blood.
She broke no laws,
But her loss still gives pause.
You don’t really need gauze;
Hold the applause.