i will try to write 100 poems in 100 days. even if they're all chamber potty. then i'll write one when i feel like it.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

two masala dosas and

papadam and
sweet lassi and
holding your hand on
devon smelling
hyderabad if
only all there weren't
plastic bags and
parking meters and
closed restaurants and
beggars smell these
precious fingers! but
that's what you get in
chicago

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