poetry and prose drunkenly read
in dim light held by hands that
moments before had hidden our drinks
makes me feel as though words
are our salvation—and that this
is not absurd.
Day: May 10, 2008
on tawn druh
poetryconformity is what i do
to people who annoy me
always will be shunned at the expense
of a few extra hundred dollars
would buy exactly what i need
is a new attitude to slap people
dancing sporadically through
the few small years of my youth
passion was baseball which now
i can hardly begin to comprehend
rocket science you must read books
whew.
outta hold you over.
the sieve and the sand 