mike bell poems

Online Dating

Is it just slide shows of faces
that we are feeding on? Not
first-met @ bars or flirting @
work – no sly-check of rings

Nothing Changes

My mother insisted No one’s happy –
everyone is miserable [back in 1982]
when life unnerved us teenage boys
[fearing obligations] …/


He walked her to her car because his rare chance – a quite rude assumption – of a kiss could improve Their talk skipped to… Read More »Coffee?