:: Thursday, January 30, 2003 ::

and I'm on a roll...

STYROFOAM & PAPER NAPKINS

shitty poems
on paper napkins
I write them for hours
sitting in a coffee shop
but I always order my tea to-go

shitty poems
litter my room
tumble out of my pockets
explode out of the corners
crawl underneath my bed
they are easily torn, misplaced, stained,
and mistakenly thrown out

I guess some things would just
be best said on the walls
of a bathroom stall

but I'd still sit for hours
in coffee shops
writing shitty poems on paper napkins
and ordering my tea to-go

maybe if I keep stockpiling
the styrofoam
I won't have to admit
it's disposable

listening: Radiohead - The Bends
reading: Haroun & The Sea of Stories - Salman Rushdie
watching: nada

:: Katy 2:33 a.m. [+] :: ::