misterpoop

Poor Doodles had once again arrived at the wrong place at the wrong time. A lawyer by the name of Tanya was sitting at the bar with her yankees cap on. She wore a powder blue turtle neck and beneath that a scuba suit. Said she was prepared to be cold. You mean warm, he said. What ever. Youre actually prepared to be warm or rather prepared for the cold. What ever, she said again, the Yankees are winning. She was obviously very successful.



whats your new story?
I dont know what I was talking
about last night.
But it seemed all important.
Very intelligent
All i know
is that I went home alone
and that when I woke up,
the winter sun was setting
the way the sun
likes to do
stretching our negatives
into long darkening taffy
shadows
spilt paint and the snow
too in little clumps
endings
and unforgiving cold
Its as if someone opened a door
and the light spills in
our collective room
and recedes
sharpening the loneliness
as it closes
leaving a fine blade of salt
that dissolves
into the open wound