this city makes me want to write poems
on little paper napkins,
damp with rings of condensation in cafes
like I imagine all my favorite writers did
Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Bukowski
all scrawling their thoughts on little paper napkins,
cigarette in hand,
coffee (no doubt Irish) before them...
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
this city makes me want to write poems
on little paper napkins,
damp with rings of condensation in cafes
like I imagine all my favorite writers did
Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Bukowski
all scrawling their thoughts on little paper napkins,
cigarette in hand,
coffee (no doubt Irish) before them...
