In the Heat of the Night.
by Rory Byrnes
The date: Sometime and Somewhere December, 2010. It seemed almost like a dream. It was all a blur. The people were swirling around me. They were talking, dancing …

housekeeping
by Rory Byrnes
that’s all one really has.
their work
their lonely nights
waiting to fall asleep.
and of course, there’s the alcohol
drinking
but with employees from their 9 to 5 jobs.
“what else to talk about?” one wonders.
politics?
it’s history repeating itself.
a …

let my field of dreams begin.
by rory byrnes
it’s the season;
the season for those days
and those weeds that sprout up.
they makes the kids laugh and
the gardeners cry.
d a n d e l i o n s
they …

just this once
by rory byrnes
you don’t need it,
you don’t need it.
your nose is blown from blow.
replace that white girl with this white girl.
i’ll be the best drug you’ve ever known.

my new shoes.
by rory byrnes
meet new people, go to parties, do dishes.
pour my coffee, take a shower, read newspaper.
go to work, come home.
rule#1: distract yourself.
dress in clean clothes everyday.
don’t worry about your stomach or
the thought …

the christmas spirit smells like week old dishes, our smokey living room and the power i hold in my hand called febreze.
by rory byrnes
there is an old
artificial christmas tree
sitting unused in the
moldy cemented basement
of my …

red wine has always been my favourite- you’ve just never asked.
by rory byrnes
disappointment begins
where happiness ends.
daddy was right;
it might be time to come home.
my throat burns with
the winter season
not helping its cause.
the nicotine cravings
i now …

it’s 4:24am and a man is shoveling our snow.
by rory byrnes
the icy wind is a little too strong
to take out the trash tonight
but someone has to do it
and my knowledge of your
laziness and past experiences
tells …