"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"

Monday, March 18, 2013

No Good.

Restless
anxiety
I'm no good
No sleep
fidget through the night
need to
build
create
but
I'm no good.

2 comments:

  1. If you're no good, how come I keep showing up to your palace of poetry begging like a peasant for a crust of bread?

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"Write with our backs to the wind and our faces to the hard, bleaching sun."