Friday, April 28, 2006

Jonesing

Jonesing

Now that
my eyes are purple
from reflecting on poetry,
I will
smoke a cigarette
and ponder
the ironies of life
and how
a little girl
grows up
to write
more profoundly
than her mother...

1 Comments:

Blogger tiffany said...

Wow, Mom. Thanks. :)

11:35 PM  

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