Friday, August 1, 2008

This is not my poem:

This is a writing game
I am writing in your space
aware I might now be welcomed here...
but so be it I am here
thinking of adventure
thinking of fun
and thinking how we might just be 
putting a big red bow on a pile of shit
funny
sad
ironic
insert adjective here
I know the answer is d.
All of the above.
I know we will have A good time
but it's hard to really enjoy yourself
when you're invited to just dinner and
not the over night
knowing you must go "home."

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I wonder who wrote this?

Where's the release form? ;)