Saturday, September 19, 2009

My Demands

My demands: all cars make whisper what once honked,
a few people smile when they think of me,
dessert for breakfast, a prayer on a piece of wood,
unopened goat's milk, coffee, toast, pretend.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

i smile when i think of you, beautiful poet man!

7:30 PM  

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