Thursday, April 3, 2008

A piece and a response

Do we really have anything?
What on earth was the last
thing you actually had?
A book in your hands that you never finish.
Then they'll say upon last respects:
"What a hackneyed writer!"

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A note on last night's writing:
I can not
read that shit.
Must have been too drunk on
and red wine
(not to forget
though every time it seems I do),
to have that
right handed release.