Bill Friday

fictionary… 8 megapixel artist… bloody awful poet

Little Child 

What will you

remember

of your vacation,

little child,

dressed all in pink,

standing

blank-faced,

overwhelmed,

on the bus

bound for

parking lot C?
c 2015 Bill Friday

The Right Thing 

  

Doing the 

right thing 

has got me 

nothing 

Maybe a bit 

(of a 

good thing 

for others) 

But I’m 

still waiting 

for something 

to show 

for it 

c 2015 Bill Friday 

Efficiency Expert 

  

An efficiency expert is 

a man who, between 

the moment 

when you’ve poured your 

coffee and set it, 

out of the way, 

on top of the refrigerator, 

and that next moment, 

when you 

return from the 

men’s room to drink it, 

has stood on 

tip-toes 

to remove your 

abandoned cup, 

and thrown it in the trash. 


c 2015 Bill Friday 

Waver

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I waver

between imagined

happy endings

And realized

disappointments

Fearing

my unreadiness

for joy

 

© Copyright 2015 Bill Friday

Canary

  

Like a 

canary 

in a 

coal mine 

Always 

someone’s 

early warning 

Laugh

  

Today I discovered that 

I have a certain 

particular laugh

that only comes out of me

when I really want to cry

c 2015 Bill Friday

Summed Up

Sorrowing Old Man (At Eternity's Gate) Vincent Van Gogh

Sorrowing Old Man (At Eternity’s Gate)
Vincent Van Gogh

 

So much of my life has been

summed up

in the words,

“I don’t want to be with you.”

 

My life is now

summed up

in the words,

“I don’t want to be without you.”

 

© Copyright 2015 Bill Friday

Round 14

round 14 joe frazier

 

now my end is near

I quit on humanity

 

quit on my stool with

one round to go

just like Joe

in Manila

 

got the shit beat outta me

now my end is here

 

© Copyright 2015 Bill Friday

The Sorrow, The Joy

  

My future 

is learned from 

my past.

To remember 

(the sorrow of)

what failed,

is to remember 

(the joy of)

what succeeded. 

And in both I am told

all I need

for tomorrow. 

c Copyright 2015 Bill Friday 

Suffer

Suffer c 2015 Bill Friday

Suffer
c 2015 Bill Friday

 

This just in,

we all suffer fools.

And if you doubt me,

you don’t own

a mirror.

 

© Copyright 2015 Bill Friday

 

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