Wednesday, December 7, 2011

ah shit, you are still so young

you've still got oodles
of time
to go,
to start that literary club or
finish your album
and march singing through
the forest with your wildest
friends and tell keifer
gimme that
gimme that hat.
now fuck off.


Anonymous said...

What happens when the electricity goes out?
Then what? Poetry doesnt exist if you cant spell it out in real time? Who cares if they stop reading? Who needs pictures? Leave them behind, they will only slow you down. Who needs read , they can read me when im dead.

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