Sunday, November 10, 2013

deux

drunk again
all night poetry comes to mind
darth vader, luke skywalker, the father bit?
drunken calls, anonymous random nonsense

sway,
unable to trust one's own fingers
just out of grasp,out of reach
death star unfinishedness!

sleep overcomes all
all that slip
all that slide
all that escape
and all that go bump,bang,hoot,snarf at night

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