Organic Tongue Poetry
THIS IS NOT POETRY
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Ponies
One time
you set the barn on fire
half out of anger
you did not know
about the dogs
the stench of smoke
after
made me weep
and the ponies
did not walk
for weeks
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