4.18.2008

An Ode to the Poet who has Been Kicking my Ass All Week


 

 

nobody

 

hey ee cummings

yous got me humming

witda verses (and stylez) that u

right

 

nobody, not even

 

u - fresh frunt to back

me – slashandburn hack

I roar-roar:red instead of pale

contrite

 

nobody, not even the rain, has

 

difficult  dense

yous plays with spilling and tense

until a  (sudden) line elegant —— sweet like  a newlywed

night


nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands