The Silver Dollar Flapjacks of Poetry

Another Bicycle Poem

If revenge is a dish best served cold
Then does my bike have a recommended
Temp? Because i feel like I'm definitely
Doing something wrong. Every time I
Go up a hill it feels like I'm gonna shit 
my legs off.

***

At the Lake

While I was kneeling
In the shallow lake water
I heard a bronzed stud
Shout to his crew of jocks
“Just remember, January’s coming.
It only gets worse from here.”
As if summer won’t return
Like clockwork and as if
Fall weren’t better, anyway

***

The Past Informing the Present

I remember once entering a
Girlfriend's bathroom moments
After use and feeling the strange
Urge to lick the seat like a throne.
But then i remembered that chairs
Are for sitting, not licking. So I sat
Down instead. And thanks to that
Abstinence, I am confident I am
More than qualified to be your
Next mayor.

***

A text to my lover on laundry day

That underwear 
I was looking for 
on Saturday 
was in my 
recycling. 

Found it!!