Friday, February 20, 2009

valentine

Made into a man,
I come to you
out of glittering blackness.

no title for the weary

give me your lost

send me your fuckups and your
losers of jobs

the incompetent
the underqualified

send them to me.

Send me your drunks.

Give me your addicts and your smokers and your
collectors of
multiple welfare checks.

give me your malingerers
send me their forged paper bills for the gallery

Living is different for those of us
made the way we are.

Send me these and I will understand.