Insignificance

my insignificance and i
often converse
about the insignificance
of our conversations.

i am an exclusive guest at
the long dark tea-time of my soul;
my musing sips on itself:
measures out my life in teaspoons
of self-indulgent poems.

...

i'm just a dog
looking for a car.

Beer bottles

The lips of this bottle
are still warm from yours.
Shoulder against shoulder, you and I
sculpt something
out of stray touches.

Alas, that we can never be.
You are too good to be true
to me.