that i montoize
my blog.
a word i absolutely hate.
i'd like to think of this as a poetry
forum,
a place
to empty my brain and heart
before moving
on to the next catastrophe
or blessing that comes
down the road.
sometimes i can't tell the difference
between the two.
i tell howard no.
i'm not putting an ad for
baked beans,
or tide detergent on here.
i abhor commercials,
i tell him.
he sighs and says,
you could be making easy
money. every time
someone clicks on one of
your stupid poems,
a little coin drops into
your pocket.
i roll the words stupid poems
in my mouth for
a minute or two, before
spitting them out
on the street like lima beans.
this is coming from a man
who once packed
egg salad sandwiches in
his suitcase when he and his
wife went to Bermuda
on their honeymoon.
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