Minimalist poet, minimalist lifestyle

Well, no problems when signing on today; they were running ten minutes late and were very apologetic.

Feeling good about two new mentions on the internet and three more poems being accepted by a magazine.

I keep on searching the web looking for some local contacts to somehow engage with the rest of the human race, but nothing yet. Apparently all of nine people have so far at least looked at an ad I placed for a dancing partner.

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HAIKU

another sleepless night
wearing lambswool
next to my naked skin

COMINGS & GOINGS

On the front lawn
A snowman melts.

In the front room
A teenager slowly rehearsing
His first kiss.

Went to the market this morning and managed to pick up another Bigas Luna film; 'The Tit and the Moon'. I've already seen it, but it's great fun...erotic flatulence, flamenco-dancing bikers and a young lad obsessed with breasts. I've also got quite a collection of Pedro Almodovar films now.

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COSMETIC SURGERY

The day after
Her nose job
She blew it
And I ejaculated.

HAIKU

early to bed;
snowed in instead
of visiting her grave

HAIKU

sleepless night -
still unopened,
your birthday kiss

Due to sign on today; after 25 years of permanent unemployment, as I tell them at the DSS, I'm either very good at jobsearch (I've been doing it for so long) or totally hopeless (never found a job.)

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HAIKU

Midwinter:
Stars blossoming
On the cherry tree.

HAIKU

Last night
I dreamed
I was dreamed.