Monday, December 16, 2013

SUBWAY I'd like to preface this with a little autobiography. From 1972-1974 I was a columnist with Circus magazine. It wasn't until I worked in Village Oldies with Eileen Myles and Rose Lesniak that I really started working on my poetry. Under the creed "write about what you know, most of my poetry has a dark bent. My motto has become "I read poetry at people". Blame them! Depression's heavy-adds weight Head full Heart swelling Eyes moist What I had Friday The 13th I lost the 16th A city excludes me -Everybody hates me -You know that's not true -Why, thank you -Not everybody knows you yet What's wrong with me Is what's wrong with everybody sometime or other It's worse now Because it's me

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