“I’ll never be hoodwinked. I’m mindful of the footprints.
The shape of the hoof, the way the path in the woods splits.
The author of the book, the origin of the crucifix.
The waitress looking for tips and the place where the cook spits.
This is where I was when the bomb dropped.
Hiding from the uninvited onslaught.
I’ve seen people who don’t believe in sleep count sheep
with calculators that double as alarm clocks.”
- Sage Francis
Advertisement

2 comments
Comments feed for this article
November 27, 2009 at 12:11 am
renasko
Good to have you aboard, anyway!
November 27, 2009 at 11:34 pm
veriel
I agree, Kiki — nice to see you here.
Would you like some literary laxative?
I probably shouldn’t offer it, though, if I don’t want to see the result.