Friday, February 20, 2009

MIDGET


I dreamed of a midget five feet tall

who stomped the poet to the ground

he kicked me in the hot shsot square

then ran away.


Homer my tortured cousin

all seven feet tall..dropped his cards

and put chase under the bridge

where front street meets the river.


While roses and bread rot on the street

and lovers embrace

I halucinated and felt the pain

as my cousin chased the midget

in the rain.