The streets of Miami are getting tagged up by vandals once more. This time the Department of Poetry Works, a part of the O, Miami Poetry Festival, is rolling down the streets to do some drive-by poetry installations all around town. Artist, Randy Burman, is the founder of the Department of Poetry Works and all […]

The Sun beat the clouds with punishing rays all day . . .their dark screams, our shade.     David Collante – david@porkbellytimes.com

It’s cold this morning. I want to cuddle at home and have some bacon.   David Collante      david@porkbellytimes.com

Don’t weep sad salad. In a few short days bacon will join you again.   David Collante – david@porkbellytimes.com

A crow cawed at me, his gaze followed me closely . . . must want my bacon.   -David Collante David@porkbellytimes.com

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Bacon will never give you up, let you down, run around, or desert you.   It’s not really a haiku, so what? You just got Rick Rolled… Bacon Style.   You’re welcome, David Collante David@porkbellytimes.com

I want a cold beer and bacon, crispy bacon. Who else wants bacon? -David Collante David@porkbellytimes.com

Deception On the Lord’s Day Sunday Barbecue: See plate of crispy bacon… taste Turkey Bacon. – David Collante

A baby is born. He cries all night, probably just wants some bacon.