Clearing through my mega-mess today and just found this throw-away poem from my latter undergrad days. Just a lark, I'm sure.
It's 7 in the mornin'
the sun come thru, it's warmin'
my head - roll outta bed
grab my dashiki
ain't got no time for eatin'
my cornflakes
i was late - in such a hurry
news caught me in a blurry
from a time last night
and my girlfriend cried
my brothers laughed
my mama almost had a heart attack
"Oh my,
I'm sorry mom"
what i guess i failed to mention
and i promise 'twas no intention
me and my dashiki
went out streakin'
on second thought, i should've waited until tomorrow morning to post this. especially knowing i won't be blogging for close to two months again, way things are.
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