Thursday, April 3, 2008

Based on a drunk poem by hana

There is something brilliant about how you drunk type your poetry
Missing letters and adding ones become your flawless inventions
A little girl and a beer can make that
A little dance that lasts forever
You are completely made out of books
Tag lines and short stories
You are uncomfortable about
Those
Damn
Looks
And all I can think about is
Those
Damn
Lips

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