I cut a sliver/of WC William's finger and placed it inside/my philosophy...
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Huh. (Poem 19, caught up, just need one for today...i'm on track, i promise)
Why not try to write a love poem? It's simple: crack two eggs together and reduce the yolk and egg white to a whip -- that sound, that cracking sound of a split shell, it's so goddamn familiar... like the sound of eyes closing in bed.