Last week in Texas
I was so full of shit.
The door was locked
the whole time.
Last week in Texas
I found penny stacks
on some park benches
parked inside a coffee cup.
Last week in Texas
I looked at a kite
in the air like a heart
or either way, i was sad :(
Last week in Texas
I was called Californian
poured down oranges and skates
waiting endlessly for a wave
last week in texas
i drank stale bread smoothies
they were awful
they were adorable
Last Week In Texas
my empathy center burped
in a pinch hit
from to Fire Island
6.5.07
Poem: Last Week In Texas
I wrote this on a napkin too. Mostly at the kickball game & at dinner.
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Sweet jangles, sir. I like this. I like the restraint. I like the quatrains, especially the first quatrain and the quatrain about the stale bread smoothies. I think you could tweak/tighten in a few spots, maybe. Are you bringing this into class?
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sweet jangles is my favorite new exclamation.
I think it should be your new name. Or someone's. Maybe Mike's. Or mine.
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