Sunday, January 08, 2006

Back to NY 2006 Poem #1 (January is National Poetry Month!)

Call Me If You Get Scared

If you get scared, honey,
give me a call, and I'll send over
powerful mind signals
made out of undiscovered matter
so tiny as to pierce/deflate
any of the dirigibles of Fear
that float the night.

2 Comments:

Blogger Reen said...

Dang, yo. Fear dirigibles. Do they advertise for Goodyear? Their tiny, hulking shadows stalk the night.

8:03 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i love it.

9:20 AM  

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