Wednesday, February 4, 2009

a man talking about a woman who
has received so much praise she
can't get over herself--
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day.
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May
And--
the dreamer gets confused--
a blackened front lawn being hosed--
some guy who cooks french fries
who's fallen into
excessive pondering of
what solutions french fries could be cooked in--
people, especially poets,
who go over the top
when a subject piques their interest--
Life is but a--
the dreamer wakens.

1 comment:

Matt Dioguardi said...

I like this.

Matt at shadowofiris.com