poem of the day February 28 

The discarded

threadbare

free lounge chair

sat for weeks

by the side 

of the road

homeless and abandoned

The cars drove by

one after another

never stopping 

Assholes too

busy with

their own lives

to care about

or wanting

another's asses seat

Then one day 

as I drove by

the chair was gone

Finally an ass had

stopped for a seat