pie
November 11, 2009
the barometric pressure
(whatever that means)
causes not acne
as much as heartache
as it brings in rains
or lack thereof
and fails to wash away
your sins
Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.
the barometric pressure
(whatever that means)
causes not acne
as much as heartache
as it brings in rains
or lack thereof
and fails to wash away
your sins
November 11, 2009 at 9:12 pm
I wish I understood the title in conjunction with the rest of the poem’s wholesome goodness.
November 11, 2009 at 11:16 pm
me too…. meee too
November 11, 2009 at 11:44 pm
I suppose that would settle the query.
November 12, 2009 at 12:35 am
that would be a correct assumption yes… i just felt bad leaving it untitled… though that is how it felt most natural… teach me to second guess me.
November 12, 2009 at 3:12 pm
titled or not, something in this just definitely rocks.