I need an anchor like this poem needs one
A howling who or malevolent moloch
Or maybe a dedication to someone
A gentle soul a met along the asylum path
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it's incomplete I know, but was just a thought, a fragment. Something anything to meet the deadline I dunno.
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Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Weekly Poem #2: July 28th 2010
Piece of shit motherfucker, forcing me to continue, press go, blue screen of fucking death
All I wanted was to check facebook, blog a new weekly poem, fucking hell, should be at home with a coffee
Maybe it was good I came here, clear the mind, something new, a new perspective
Read W. C. Williams and a bit of Howl today, looked at rhythms, realized I need to be more concise, read more imagists or something, oh and no more lists
Wrote this right here, right now, I think I’m going to have a hot dog and go home.
All I wanted was to check facebook, blog a new weekly poem, fucking hell, should be at home with a coffee
Maybe it was good I came here, clear the mind, something new, a new perspective
Read W. C. Williams and a bit of Howl today, looked at rhythms, realized I need to be more concise, read more imagists or something, oh and no more lists
Wrote this right here, right now, I think I’m going to have a hot dog and go home.
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