Get a poem out.
Okay boys get those presses working.
The world is waiting for another poem.
Time is money in the poem business.
Get a bag of that angst
measure out that anger.
Gotta move.
We’re Poems to Go.
Man that window
they’ll be lining up soon.
Wrap those poems.
Here throw in some of this sadness
I got it from the wife.
It’s left overs
from that country song.
david michael jackson April 22,2012