Friday, May 10, 2013

Benjamin Joseph Biesek - One Poem


i peer at black panes with merry awareness of the dead

a neon pack stuffed with idioms adorns me i once

docked in the bay area and ate out a girl at a diner with a
waitress hotter than etude nine

i might attempt to i might remain awake and elude violent
dreams but the source of her depression rages below the
surface oh at night mister gandhi

might have ben

Benjamin Joseph Biesek is a bastard poet who claims that time is just a concept and doctors are magnificent, and he is available to talk via Skype if needs be.

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