i have to
discipline my
body to change
my ways and
stop pooping in
the morning
because it’s
making me late.
Day: June 2, 2008
i put my arms around kool and the gang, we stumble to the right and then we say… i think we’re alone now
poetryto dance or not
is never at question
for by standing on the wall
one cannot expect to do it
try – we must to get our backs
up off the wall
please, converse with me
run up to it, sit down
right on top of it
run up to it, sit down
right on top of it
we cannot expect to ever
pull it off if we never get out
of our comfort zone
chances, we must take
or our backs might stayed glued
to the wall
all of the people were audibly
saying…
run up to it, sit down
right on top of it
new baseball glove
poetryThe thin leather strips
Surround my hand, protecting,
Are stronger when soft.