Under a Rare Snow |
Under a Rare SnowChristmas night,And I'm half drunk,My dog is looking for a place to shit,While I try to write my name in the snow.Through the window the tree is mildly alive,Decorated with only a fra...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Jan 2009 22:02:00 GMT |
Theft |
Theft
For a few weeks I worked at a music store in the mall. I didn't like the job, but I wasn't taking any classes and my p...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Dec 2008 03:02:00 GMT |
Baes Loaded |
Bases LoadedI pulled into the 7/11,The Yankees game on the radio,And before I went inside I wanted to see what A-Rod would doBecause the bases were loadedAnd there was one out.A car pulled up next to ...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Oct 2008 15:16:00 GMT |
Another Wasted Night |
Another Wasted NightNever make up a titleBefore the piece is done,Whether it is a novel, poem,Song or whatever.It is bad luck.That being said,I called in sick to workAnd had the whole day freeTo read ...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 15:14:00 GMT |
Neighbor |
NeighborMy next door neighbor's strange,And he's even stranger when he drinks,And he drinks every night.He's a small frail guy,And he walks a large black dog,And I'm waiting for the day When he's drun...
Posted by on Thu, 29 May 2008 08:06:00 GMT |
novel excerpt |
My sixth grade teacher was a small Jewish guy who wore thick glasses named Mr. Konski. On the first d...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 14:37:00 GMT |
Clements Hall |
Clements HallI was walking from the library to my class,About six thirty at night,Dark and cold out,When a man in front of meStopped a group of girlsAnd asked them something.They all shook their heads...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 22:36:00 GMT |
The Fat Girls |
The Fat GirlsThere’s a group of fat girls where I work,One is enormous, over 300 pounds,Another is chubby,And the other has a dumpy body,And none of them do any work.They bullshit with one anoth...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 08:04:00 GMT |
Brothers |
BrothersIn a Starbucks I sat Drinking a cup of coffeeWhile outside a man in an expensive suitTalking on his cell phone passed,And a homeless man walked slowly by,Holding a dirty paper cup out and ask...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 13:53:00 GMT |
Problem |
ProblemAt work I was standing at a computer terminalWhen a woman came up to me and said,"I need to see a manager.""Okay," I said, and reached for the phone."We have a problem," the woman said."I&rsquo...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 17:17:00 GMT |
