Four Silly Micro-Poems

Duh!

I boiled an egg,

stepped in gum.

What else should I do

to write about

a hard-boiled gumshoe?

***

Deep

I look like I am

deep in thought

but you don’t see

I’m picking boogers

from my nose.

***

Static

Through the static

comes a voice, a growly voice.

I listen closely,

and I hear

“Turn the damn radio off!”

***

Dangerous

This porcupine is bristly.

Quills etch lines

into your glass,

pierce your nose.

Give me wine.

I’ll retract my barbs.

published in “The Alien Buddha’s Microdoses,” republished on Medium