Friday, January 15, 2010


I went to the library to study Algebra

But forgot my book

So I wrote a story.

It wasn’t very interesting, really.

But I remembered what it was like to listen,

When I talked to a girl who learned how to

Tell jokes with her hands three years ago.

She has four parents, but the ones who love her

Are only five years old.  

            Then I found out, two hours away,

            You could get your middle finger pierced

Right before I bought alcohol. 

            Who says

                        "You don’t have time,

                        To be an Artist"? 

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