Wednesday, June 17, 2009

folk concert flower

This poem has been taken down for submission to a publication. Apologies for the inconvenience.

4 comments:

Dorkmaster Flek said...

Oh you silly concert goers. You should come to a metal show with us. Nobody sits down there. :)

a child's dream said...

it was very impressive. and thank you. it isn't much of a hb, just rather a b. hope the new place is well. ~questionmark

Alexander James said...

My favourite kind of audience member, bar-none. I love the dick sitting in front of her. Buzzkills...these are the same morons that start screaming for me to play "Sweet Home Alabama" or something. Die in a fire, or enjoy the show. Choice.

mary said...

is this about your mom? because the entire poem i was picturing myrna haha.