poems written on the fly

Temperance

In art, bad haiku, bad poetry, bad sex and bad breath, birthday poems, literature, overweight champions, poem, poetry, seb, snuff poems, tarot poems, the queen of england, writing on 28 December 2007 at 10:00 am

Drink
as much as you can
Speak
as much as you can
and in the outer limits
of your words
will you finally
be yourself

EL SEBBO

  1. il y a plein de belles choses
    je n’arrive toujours pas à comprendre comment je suis arrivé là mais
    il y a plein de belles choses par ici
    amitiés
    jm

  2. Dude, u’re almost talking ’bout the suburbs of our minds here. All too true nevertheless. And we’ve known dat 4 awhile already. djn

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