Hoosier Poet

Saturday, January 24, 2026

Centerpoint bastards
Keep offering us band-aids
While still stabbing us.

Stores overflowing,
and the shelves stripped almost bare
as people panic

The Message

Reversed Ten of Wands,
with the upright Eight of Swords...
I have work to do.

Get your milk and bread!
A winter storm is coming!
It will kill us all!

Anyway
I look horrible.
Red eyes, hair messed, fat as fuck...
yet, I hit record.

Bottling memories

We gathered some dirt
From the places we have lived
Six bottles so far...

Windows

High protein lunches
Dinners no later than six
Dreams and Sleep improve...