poem by the hour,
no need to shower
us thus
he selfie critiques,
I do, I do,
or else it would be a
Poem~By~The~Minute
look at the banner photo,
see the tablet self composing,
the list of would-be,
coming soon someday,
an arms length long
list of almost finished compositions,
composing me in motion
the tablet on lap resting,
yes, in his semi~famous bus,
see the trees in the upper right,
window reflecting, they too
have come to peek~see poems
writing themselves
by that fluorescent light
dividing thems in progress from
them ones not ready for prime time
don't try to make out the words,
they will be sited soon enough,
in the meantime, a sip of
milky coffee between
poem breathes
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 9:01 AM UTC
poem by the hour,
no need to shower
us thus
he selfie critiques,
I do, I do,
or else it would be a
Poem~By~The~Minute
look at the banner photo,
see the tablet self composing,
the list of would-be,
coming soon someday,
an arms length long
list of almost finished compositions,
composing me in motion
the tablet on lap resting,
yes, in his semi~famous bus,
see the trees in the upper right,
window reflecting, they too
have come to peek~see poems
writing themselves
by that fluorescent light
dividing thems in progress from
them ones not ready for prime time
don't try to make out the words,
they will be sited soon enough,
in the meantime, a sip of
milky coffee between
poem breathes
8:57 am this day
when I tell her it's drafty, she says,
How Many?
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