Saturday, February 28, 2009

i am my own pallbearer

i
am
my
own
pallbearer

carrying
my
dead
weight
throughout
this
world

over
threshold
after
threshold

stoic yet
hysterical
within

i pause
to smoke a
cigarette

then lift
myself up again

& move on
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This blog is updated irregularly and has nothing to do with the poet's output. The poet is actually disturbingly prolific. He writes about 5 poems per day. The pages are everywhere, even stacked in the bathtub.