Thursday, July 2, 2009

Theme for Milwaukee

Another year
and still I'm waiting
for some 
high-strung silver star
to take me to where you are
and I know that it's bizarre

New York City

I've never walked a plank before
or found myself behind a door
naked and insane.

Oh God,

The Midwest seems the oldest place
when mother's calling thrice a day
Yes, I'm still listening.

I'm not.

Another beer
and still I'm shaving 
the same weird unnatural beard
that I've had since 7th grade
of which I am still ashamed
but not changing. 

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