Thursday, April 30, 2009

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Twenty Eight

Disclaimer

Every
single poem
is a failure

you
fling like
foreign faded coins

into
the loud
cups of drifters

either
accepting no
thanks as thanks

or
slow death
of trailing curses

that
everyone pretends
you're successfully pretending

to
not hear
until you run.


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