I drank beer, one double beer
and am writing about nothing
because now not knowing will
save us, today, on top of this
chair with pen in the unknown hand
that holds the ink of knowing.
May 29, 2010
May 29, 2010 at 9:05 AM UTC
I drank beer, one double beer
and am writing about nothing
because now not knowing will
save us, today, on top of this
chair with pen in the unknown hand
that holds the ink of knowing.
Free poem by Kongsaeng Chris Everson - 2010
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