The Telephone Number of the Muse |
Sleepily, the muse to me: "Let us be friends.Good friends, but only friends. You understand."And yawned. And kissed, for the last time, my ear.Who earlier, weeping at my touch, had whispered:"I love...
Posted by Tish on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 03:31:00 PST |
This Is Just to Say |
I have eatenthe plumsthat were inthe iceboxand whichyou were probablysavingfor breakfastForgive methey were deliciousso sweetand so coldo you did it again william carlos williams. you did it again...
Posted by Tish on Wed, 18 Oct 2006 09:13:00 PST |
as of right now |
have you ever felt as though you were herded through a line to a funhouse with mirrors? a gap-toothed southern-twanged carny grins and motions for you to enter, and you know its bad news fro...
Posted by Tish on Mon, 15 Aug 2005 12:25:00 PST |
