this is the ass of America
the little dark man says to me
sweeping his hand across the skyline
as if trying to dissipate the city like smoke
the gutter behind us quietly sucks down
last night’s rain, almost loud enough
to drown out the whirring of industry
surrounding us on all sides
like millions of beetles marching across wax paper
this is my domain, my dream
the little dark man whispers
looking down at him I see
a shriveled and surreal Joe Louis
presiding over his city and unable to smile
Shawn Misener- Nervous Habits 
i’ve been reading poetry all day instead of writing it or making this colleague i’m supposed to be disciplining myself with today…one of my favourites was wildebeest (panic attack) by misener
and than i came here
to give you this:
this (my personal FAV):
and this:
OMG MY HARD WERK =( here are the links to yr gifts :
and this:
LOL wow.