Everything must go

I went to a

garage sale

run by a man who

had no bones

***

He just hung there

on a clothes line,

held with clips,

***

flapping about in the wind,

***

making deals.

***

And I was sorting thru

a box of things for sale

***

when I came upon an

entire human skeleton.

***

“Hey”, I said to him,

***

“you don’t want this anymore?”

Pinecrest

When I die I want

to have a post-mortem

photo taken of me

for posterity, just

as they did in

the Victorian Age

***

But—I want the photo

to be taken at one of

those old-timey photo

studios like, they have

at the wharf.

***

So if anyone asks when I died

***

My family can say

“Back in the days of the Old West.”

.


2.

Taken circa 1972 at Columbia State Historic Park in Columbia, CA.

Can you spot me?

Lies

I shouldn’t have

lied during the

job interview.

***

I know that now.

***

Like when

I told them

I was an

arm-wrestling

champion

***

and I lived under the sea

***

and I knew Excel

***

and I have twelve fingers,

… on each hand

***

But mostly,

I regret the Excel part

***

because that was

the one thing

they tested me on.