My Knees Are Blushing
Poems I wrote for you and you and you.
Monday, June 28, 2010
The Cat Meowed
I'm writing this fucking poem, because
I promised to my dad I would. So I pause
My reality to write an epic poem I never
Read in class, since it never, ever
Got written. And it never will. Fuck
The cat. He's full of bad luck.
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