Strange day already.
Brothers birthday and an old friends.
Happy birthday.
I realize that I am hitting enter after full sentences and not caring.
Doctors today and such.
about to hop in the shower and go out to Hampshire Napa with my son.
today may contain no other poetry than what follows here...
X8mX
I’m happy to say that
I haven’t heard from you in awhile.
I guess… how are you?
what you been doing,
are you working.
how is the family if you
have one.
is that a new car.
did you ever solve that
crossword.
is your whoever still ailing,
or has the obligatory disease
killed them off yet.
is your day to day in
good griping order…
and whatever other questions
that I have accidentally left off
should now be answered in
whatever order you like.
me? I am roughly the same
and still disinterested
in this general conversation.
- I wrote this.
chicago poetry. poetry for a people. poetry for a moment. poetry to satiate the need. poetry of an american outlaw. poetry for the best words in their best order. poetry by Jhon Baker
Monday, March 29, 2010
strange day already - @ 8:23 AM
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A lot of times we just go through the motions with people. I tend to ignore them rather than force myself...
ReplyDeleteI've sort of frighteningly started to simply become honest instead of tolerant. Which is really bad considering that I distrust nearly everyone and don't like them either. Your way is far better tho, ignore and hope they go away. Or ignore until they do.
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