Labor Day

I’m giving up
I’ve quit drinking beer
and now no more
ice cream, potato chips,
or salt peanuts.

And I’m tossing out my books
dumping the personal
paperback library
hard they fall
off the emptying shelves.

And friends no more
I’m ditching them all
who gave up on me
long ago anyway.

And my host
from Galilee
He becomes harder
to follow as the trail
narrows and winds
up thru the dry hills.

Today’s the day
Labor Day
I throw it all away
beginning with this
espresso poem
for as you can see
hopefully I keep
a little poetry.