"It's about words, and words are all I have…"



I want to go home but there is $2.25 left

on my meter  I should be writing my opus

making something of myself   No doubt I will

soon be shat-upon by a pigeon   As the world

marches by I listen to the beat of my own drummer:

loser   bannnnnnaa  poseur  baaaammmmmm!

Sometimes writing feels like the shit-abyss*

Drum roll please   my meter has finally expired






Late  Summer  2011    *Jim Lahey   Trailer Park Boys

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