poems written on the fly

Lost

In art, bad haiku, bad poetry, bad sex and bad breath, birthday poems, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, seb, snuff poems, the queen of england, writing on 22 November 2007 at 2:52 pm

Too much to drink last night
Trying to collect thoughts
and finally letting them
collect themselves

  1. Dude, u’ve always been the numero uno of hang-over poets. Remember the Quatrefages years. I’m happy I don’t live down there in your liver, man. djn