on the corner
across the street
sun beating down on my face
and I do not torture myself
over shortcomings
- Hoc Scripsi
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
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
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See, you did it again. In 5 lines you told a whole story..
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You flatter me. thank you much.
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