Tuesday, August 27, 2013

The Poet Acts—

Unshaven and 
alone 
he knows—
the amount 

of goat
cheese he chooses
to chisel 
lazy onto haggard 
skillet-
fulls of 

wobbly eggs 
in the 
warm dark kitchen—can only 
just-
ly 
be described as—

disrespectful.

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