Sunday, December 2, 2007

.34

i do know what you need
i’ve studied with dire patience

poor fatherless bastard
no one to know
no where to go
seeking something
here
in the big city

frustrated and starved
patient and dire

still
you’re the kind of woman
who makes a man
write poetry

1 comment:

-sw said...

Glad to see the muse is back and callin' your name.

Posted by Agatha on Dec 8, 2007 6:11 AM