Poetry Archives Bio
February 12, 2009
7:59 AM
pickup lineups

pulling a pen
from my nipple
i write on the bus
why
the newspaperman
asks me rhetorical
  questions
the woman next to me
smiles
every time

there's a connection here
  somewhere
a celestial sign
of the coming
apocalypse
but what are signs
for
but to be seen
too late
thank god