Archive for June, 2016

something slight (sluggish creativity)

16 Jun



the man who liked his hashbrowns toasted

utterly frazzled by a fallen glass
he gets shaken up
eyes wildly stalking the rippling water
as it spreads across the desk
the papers – oh my, no
the papers!
how foolish it was
for me
to drink
while trying to
board a train
in all this goddamn darkness!

Jack Tsoy Tumult

Morose Pontifications and Other Poetic Ramblings

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