-the temporary residence- WORK ON THIS !

               the temporary residence is unrestrained,

               what with intrusive friends and relations,

               the spacial availability to house visiting dogs,
               residential cats, common bird varieties
               gorging themselves at their feeders and me.

               I occupy a corner room with my stuff.

               I’m allowed free access throughout the house,

               its in-ground swimming pool, the shed out back

               for the storage of questionable items assigned to purgatory

               and lounge-chair relaxation on the property with a morning cup

               and a westward view of Mount Hope Bay which is first rate.

               it’s too soon for me to become an adjunct curiosity,

               but I’m ready to hang-on by my fingertips.

               I have a sweltering girlfriend who lives inside the Sun
               among a clutch of coconut palm trees,––

               an ex-wife who’s become understanding of my short-

               comings and a parakeet who seems to recognize me.

               I don’t eat very much, but

               I’ll eat what’s put in front of me
               like the dogs and cats do at their stations,

               and the birds at their feeders.

               inside the joint, Arnold enjoys swinging in his cage after a meal.

               but none of 'em write no poems,

               a double negative I can live with.