Sunday, February 17, 2008

I wanted to write a new poem on the subway in New York

But then I didn't.

But when I was home I wanted to write a poem called "Willy's Four Alarm Chili"

but there is nothing to write,

but I wrote this,
nothing having to do with food should end in an alarm

but it doesn't end in alarm, it ends in chili

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