Tuesday, June 19, 2012

a poem for you, blogger

(read aloud)

It’s your face I miss the most
dizzy days, fuzzy woes
Eiffel tear obit ‘tro host
it’s a ways a getting there
sedentary as a ghost

Focus pal,
let’s have a toast
to ourselves and what we knowst

Not what we do
for,
there it goes on
carrot toes
go rabbit, post