Sunday, January 30, 2011
THREE from
THE OLD POET SAYS
THE OLD POET SAYS
"Are you going to
leave it like that,
or do you want
me to kiss it?"
*
"You sit in the sun
in some
small Texas town
until
you've had your
fill.
That's when
poems
come."
*
"I'm dying of loneliness
and still she's
unhappy with me.
Is that anyway to live?"
