Posted by sdoubinsky on 25 October 2007
The writer speaks
The yellow woman asks questions
nobody understands
The writer answers politely
The yellow woman smiles
Outside words are pressing
their faces to the window
wondering
EL SEBBO
This entry was posted on 25 October 2007 at 10:03 am and is filed under art, bad haiku, bad poetry, bad sex and bad breath, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, seb, snuff poems, the queen of england, writing.
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26 October 2007 at 4:07 am
Yellow? Wot kind of a color is dat, bro? djn