Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Nothing Else

When from the ends of the earth and back,
Relatively speaking,
Shooting up heroin between her toes, her greatest experience was
The umbrella keeping the sun off,
Nothing Else.

3 comments:

dave mandrick said...

wonderfully done, the heroin to umbrella has a deep metaphorical sound to it

Anonymous said...

you shouldn;t do drugs........

Shannon said...

I love this poem too. The imagery is fresh and unexpected. Great job.