(as philip roth had said)
one for me one for you
suddenly someone starts skinning a fox
at a certain page
the new elected president is a poet
the oreo cookies are banned
throughout
the universe.
I learned to drive
in a cemetery
in the north side of chicago
the same cemetery where many years later
my younger brother and I
went to buy a plot for mom.
open wide the windows in your room
the pleasant breeze will remind you
that you are alive
and something wonderful is happening to you
now close your eyes. listen
what should one expect from a song?
we shouldn't tap our fingers in silence
needless to say we cannot add new
musical notes
to a song which just ended
how about words?
