Saturday, July 19, 2008

Take it back y'all, One hop this time, One hop this time

An entire thought lost. Then a fork. Now two poems?


"Her nipple once rose inside my mouth/like how plums commit to a child’s pull,"

"And our kingdom too must be retold/until it’s doomed into myth,"


And here's the dope. One click this time.

*New Poem It's a draft.

1 comment:

Jim K. said...

got heat, flavah, texcha, speed,
and panic