DOGGIE BAG

SCRAPS FROM MY DESK:


You cannot love fully one whom you need.


FLABULOUS.


WHEN CLOUDS HIDE THE FULL MOON:
I wonder whose will be the last lips I kiss;
and I wonder, too, how long will mine be missed.


Urination in jail: pees in a pod.
BLEACH AND LOVE:
I can tell that you really care
by the way you fold my underwear.


LET THE UNSAID BE LOUD AND CLEAR!


Cupid is a vampire.


SAINT PAUL TO ANN LANDERS:
"How do I tell God,
whom I used to adore,
that I cannot
help Him anymore?"


There's a poem hidden somewhere in this room --
over there, in the corner, behind the broom.


"USE PICKLES TO CLEAN BETWEEN YOUR TOES." -- DOCTOR SCHOLL