Wednesday, May 7, 2014

these days i wear big boots with steel toes
these days i have no energy for anything but work and getting home
today i ate dinner in a dingy pub down the road
with a friend whom i love a load
and sometimes i write terrible poetry.


  1. Wait, is this secretly a description of MY life? (Except the boots part.)

  2. Alas, you've found out. I am secretly mocking you via my blog.
    (But for real, I happen to think your poetry is very good .... )