Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Poem - I'd rather go/ watch it snow

I don't know
why they are there.

They never seem
to do anything
except send little
innocuous messages.

I'd rather go
watch it snow.

Then take a nap.

Or eat a sandwich
reading a

National
Geographic.


--

For Richard Brautigan,
who'd write something like this
after online dating.



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