Counter Poems #3 - #7

Every body worships
some diety by living,
eating, and defecating.
Wash your hands.


My job ate my
life. My wife
saved my dreams.
A furry belly sings.


[For John Foti]
"Who is the biggest Yankee
fan here?" "I don't know,
I had a shit ton of Whiskey,"
said Jeremy.


Tennessee Williams moaned,
"If I got rid of my demons,
I'd lose my angels, too."
Lose 'em both, start anew.


[For Evan Karachalios]
"You got your back
to the corner. You
protect your kin,
friend. Good on ya."