First draft hero! No class zero. Oh, did you not know that poetry is a business now? Everything is. Hustle away… Hustle away… The 1980s didn’t end they just turned into reality tv. First draft hero changes the font half way through. Those listening to this poem can’t hear it. But I changed the fontContinue reading “First Draft Hero (poem)”
Haze and fog. I belong here. These words make no sense. I belong here. Who cares? This poem sucks. Who cares? I belong here. Old songs are all that play on my list. Who cares? I belong here. My pages are wet. That’s not a double entendre. Who cares? I belong here.
part 8 of a 10 part series