I’m on Ambien &
writing on a napkin
at The Stonewall Inn
at Cubbyhole
at Slammers.
I keep writing
the same thing
on all these napkins.
Was pride to love you.
Was hide to love you.
Was lied to love you.
Poetry Is Currency
I’m on Ambien &
writing on a napkin
at The Stonewall Inn
at Cubbyhole
at Slammers.
I keep writing
the same thing
on all these napkins.
Was pride to love you.
Was hide to love you.
Was lied to love you.