"These poems could disarm Iran. Or a roadside bomb. But not an amputee. The roadside bomb did that. I mean, these poems aren't too bad. I swear. Trust Billy." --Billy Collins.
The cover of Billy Collin's next book on Pumpkin Haiku:
I'm sorry, I'm mean-spirited today.
Come to my reading tomorrow. I will compliment you.
For example, "Your eyes are forest green, like that yonder girl's L.L. Bean backpack."
Ok, I can do better, "I think you're so hot."
I'm off to buy some new sheets. I'm pretty excited about this. I have had blue sheets for a while so I might go pink this time. Then I might just give my apartment a scrub down. Serious things on my night's agenda also include:
1) Proofing my chappy with Hangman Books.
2) Grey's Anatomy
3) Finding Ludwig so I can wish him a Happy Birthday.
Happy Birthday, Ludwig.
I guess that leaves two things on my list.
oh, also 4) type up the Merrill lines that I fell for in The Book of Ephraim.
1 comment:
erm. you're a grey's anatomy fan.
you know that grey's anatomy is the reason THE O.FUCKIN.C is no longer on the air, right?
we are sworn enemies, now.
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