The days are getting rougher and rougher. There's light at the end of the tunnel. I just want a job to be at the end of the tunnel, as well. A. Grayson Benko and I wrote this one together because I'm fatigued, and I'm a consumate cheater.
Reading at Cornelia Street Cafe Tuesday the 25th at 6 pm.
Cornelia Street Café
29 Cornelia Street
New York NY 10014
(212) 989-9319
www.corneliastreetcafe.com
Here's my poem:
SHIRTS OF GLORY
Beginning now, I'm only shirtless
in water or hot weather. Buying
stranger's love is new
like collars on dresses, and timeless
watches melt inside
pockets like crayons. Once
you've found stores,
you've found yourself.
No amount of money
can change that.
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