Thursday, June 28, 2012


a rut is a place
where a drunk lives,
and usually dies.

this should come

as no surprise.

usually, no one cries.

I need accept definitions
others may define,
but design
my own definitions
I, myself, have redefined
as ready to go dance steps,
always, at least, one step behind.

alright, so this is starting
to look like a bald man
with grass 
where hair should grow.

but, let's not grovel.
let's chock this up
as a bad to go novel,
problem saver.

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