“Quality”
Lounging together,
laughing as he grasps for fur.
This couch is too small.
Steve D
Lounging together,
laughing as he grasps for fur.
This couch is too small.
Steve D

Tunnels and bridges
hidden among skyscrapers,
leading to the shore.
Steve D
End of day tension.
Neck crack. Exhale — temple rub.
Hope for no emails.
I went to a conference in Chicago for work this week. The conference was a great experience, and I stayed in downtown Chicago and got to wander around a bit on Tuesday night. But after being stuck at Midway for 8 hours on Wednesday and dealing with canceled, delayed, and re-booked flights, I still felt like I was recovering on Thursday. This coming weekend is very much welcome.
Hence, the non-post 🙂
Steve D
Stare from the corner,
not vacant — paranoid, strange.
Is that really you?
Steve D

Wilderness tours,
designated swimming holes,
feeding this old town.
Steve D
Minute particles
or lines of code filter, set
to become one whole.
Steve D
The green light flashes,
the screen goes black, fading out
to return anew.
We visited my sister-in-law and her boyfriend at their new place in Philly, and I fully intended to post a related haiku this morning. That, obviously, did not happen. I didn’t even manage to take a picture while we were there. But we had a great time eating, drinking, and having fun with the baby and the dog.
Steve D
Sizzling asphalt
stales the stench over the street;
sweet midsummer days.
Steve D
Edged with brick and mulch,
vegetable plots, flower pots.
Clean geometry.
Steve D
Varied stone layers
make the ground appear all too
sedimentary.
Steve D