Today I arose, well sort of,
with a moist brain,
a hole in my upper jaw
where a molar used to live,
and a burning urgency.
I got there in time, to the toilet, then the bus.
work is killing me,
to the point of writing poetry
and soothing the pain of extraction
with a god damn smoothie.
at least I brought my crossword puzzles.
and soup.
and lots of lotion.
November 1st, 2007 at 2:25 pm
…it was painful to listen to you extract that one from yer brain…
…a burning urgency prompted me to post this, but hey, at least you ain’t no lance armstrong…
November 1st, 2007 at 2:27 pm
I think DC needs to install one of these to deal with all the over-flow around here lately.
November 1st, 2007 at 2:27 pm
yeah, sheesh. you’re tellin’ me. i should write for michael mcdonald, no?