Heaven or Hell

After you die
The only people
You are allowed to talk to
For all eternity
Are the ones
You had sex with
On Earth

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Everyone Has a Number

There is a middle aged woman
I don’t know her name
Sitting in the
Nearly empty bleachers
Yelling encouragement/advice
To the visiting
Ninth grade basketball team
Like a child
Excitedly throwing
Too much bread
To floating ducks
This middle aged woman
I have no clue
How many sexual partners she’s had
But
I’m observing her carefully
Wondering
As the visiting team goes ahead
By double digits
And she continues
Her enthusiastic encouragement/advice
At what point will a threshold
Be crossed
Where the visiting team’s lead
Is enough
For her to finally find peace

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Helter Skelter Homeless Shelter

I own a house
I gave a small square
Of front yard land
To a homeless man
The square is not big enough
For him to comfortably lie down
However
If he bunches himself up into a ball
He can fit into the square and fall asleep
I have my children watch over him
And if at any time during his sleep
A piece of him should accidentally
Stray onto my land
My children will hit it
With a metal bat

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Panda Express

Sure
I had to wait
Behind your massive back
And animal
Exposed sandal foot
In line for food
Your enormous order
To protect your overweight
Wife and child
Sure
I had to wait
But I also got to see
Your wife’s designer purse
Clash
With her ten dollar
Pant/shirt combo
Expertly matching
Your
Gold chain
Nestled in
A neckfat crease
A few links
Caressing
A significant
White moldy tipped
Mole