Only My Name as a Title
I put my number in the pocket
of your coat with only
my name as a title.
And tonight was the first night
in a while that I listened to the Keith Jarrett Trio.
Sometimes it's what's not in a poem
that makes it sound so sweet.
*Winner of The NJ Poetry Society Contest*
3 comments:
*winner of the NJ gigantic ego contest*
but ego with support...
i never would of thought you being creepy (was that 10 creepy points???) would actually get you somewhere...
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