Category: Poems

Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Now what

-T. Weeks

Once upon a time
It was obvious
Peanut butter I mean
Crunchy vs smooth
Obvious
And lots of other things

Now upon a time
No answers
Anywhere
Crunchy vs smooth
Maybe
And lots of other things

-T. Weeks

When I look out the window
Of my plane
Sometimes I see other planes
Zooming specks
Hard to see
Hard to follow
From this height
Cars are even smaller
And people?
There are no people

-T. Weeks

Walk into a Taphouse
Alone
Now walk in with a dog
Totally different experience
People love dogs

-T. Weeks

You know what’s funny
It was a camera that caught me
Speeding on a marina highway
Took a picture
Just like that
Sent me the ticket in the mail
Pretty good picture too
My zombie stare
My car
My license plate
Tell you what next time I drive that road
It’ll be my middle finger
Probably not
But it felt good to say

-T. Weeks

Marks on the floor
From the last tenant
Books with no place to go
Empty drawer open to possibilities
Hand towels maybe
Empty walls asking for art
Yes… the art
Will visitors see clever colors
Hung dissociate
In an apartment in Hillsboro
Or a choreography
A portrait
Of whom I don’t know
Need to figure that out first

-T. Weeks

Extension cords
Tangled together
One for the power
One along for the ride
Trading the load
One and the other
Never a problem
Only needed one

Now I need two

-T. Weeks

The Eastern Pearl was my favorite
Half-broken sign
Cheap pool and cheap beers
Divey charm only time and grime can bestow
Now I’m looking at the place
Sign all lit up like it’s brand new
Who knows what they’ve done to the inside
Probably remodeled
Typical

-T. Weeks

More things should end
With graham crackers
Dipped in milk
Spread with peanut butter
Maybe start that way too

-T. Weeks

Either side of the old table
Black metal on the patio
Conversation lighting in the yard
After circling for years
Over a carcass invisible
Had no idea it was us
An important conversation
There’s something on the table
It’s colorful and plastic
Promised I’d remember it
Now it’s out of focus
Translusced by the event
That was an important conversation
All I can think about is that thing
What was that thing on the table?
It’s killing me

-T. Weeks