Thursday, January 8, 2009

I Will Drive


Tonight I will drive
to Sarasota to Sacramento
to places of forward movement and
backwards
thinking.

This is what I will write
but actually I will go down
the street for a two dollar something
and 
a sandwich.

by Joseph Goosey
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1 comment:

The Bijou Poetry Review said...

Joseph Goosey recently discovered that he was vicious by nature. He hopes this will subside, but doubts it. He has one chapbook available via Poptritus Press.

January 8, 2009 at 8:53 PM

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