Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

rolls in the back door
like a drunk
been missing for days
suddenly happy
in the room

get tired
of waitng for clowns
that never arrive
so i went somewhere else-
no fools allowed

the beaches of mexico
sort of call to me

more southern than that
chilean andee
glaciers
pantagonia
argentina
oh but too americanized
5 star hotels
no camping with scorpians

My kind of poetry, my genre of writing. I can read this countless times and will.

excellent