January 23, 2006

Poetry Corner, With Puke

And now, to fulfill the creative portion of my blog requirements, a poem, based on a series of text messages written to friends while I was on the train heading north from a social engagement in the downtown area.


"I'm out of the play now and heading your way.
I'm sleepy.
Are you guys at the bar yet?
There's puke on the platform at Belmont.
God, I love the city!"

Imagine this set to music. It would be...sublime.

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