Good Poets
The poet is a procrastinator. He goes out of his way to find other things to put his mind to. The poet knows everything else he does...
thought 23
Teddy found something in himself it would have been impossible not to find. It is as though what he became, what he would become, was...
thought 22
The days, as of late, have been filling up more—all the while these words beckoning to me, tugging at my arm, begging me to pursue. Teddy...
shoveling (thought 17)
It’s been several days since a useful thought has come to me. More of the same old shit spewing from my brain. Sigh, fetter, waste. This...