I met a man by the bus stop
drunk very
who had a story to tell for a
quarter
A long story you see
he made short
Some detail of a house
Yes, he thought, a girl
All very sad, for he ended of course
drunk by a bus stop
finishing the story trying to make it comic,
because he saw that we were young,
and it occurred to me how some people find
feet ugly and shotguns
poetic
from a 16 year-old - just look at how he swings those words around!
1 comment:
I love the musical sound and rhythm to this poem. Your use of the extended space adds to that. The form starts out light, and I like how it gets heavier at the end. Nice.
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