Wednesday, June 27, 2012

This is Coming a Little Late

after Drunk Sonnets by Daniel Bailey


AND I KNOW LOVE MAKES YOU DO CRAZY THINGS
I HAD A FRIEND WHO CLIMBED A CELL PHONE TOWER FOR THAT SHIT
BUT MAYBE I JUST WANT TO ELECTRICAL POWER OF THIS FEELING
TO HOLD ON TO LIKE WRESTLING WITH A DRAGON

DOES THAT MAKE ME ROTTEN? SOMETIMES I THINK YES
MOST TIMES I CAN’T THINK. BUT NOW THAT I CAN
I WILL LET THE DRAGON GO, WHEN IT LEAST COUNTS OF COURSE
AND ILL TRY TO BE A HUMBLE OLD WOMAN

WHO FREES FISH CAUGHT IN LITTER, OR MENDS
THE CHIPMUNK WITH THE BROKEN PAW
I ONLY EVER WANTED TO DO GOOD.

FORGIVE ME, FOR ALL THE TEXT MESSAGES I SENT
ESPECIALLY THE DRUNK TEXTS
I’M SURE YOU DIDN’T WANT THEM.



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