stanley cup par
ade in
side of wrigley field the
pitchers mound
shook then
two almost no
hitters juan
pierre damn ex
cub damn ex
dolphin punc
tured lilly and we
still almost lost
due to balk me
diocrity but no
we slid by like
100 days of sh
it
ty
po
etry
and
now
i
can pause
like an
old
cassette
tape
player
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.
Monday, June 14, 2010
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