June 26, 2007

AAAARGH

By Tony Brown

My stomach is one big ball of molten lead, I can’t sleep, and I’m about ready to slit my own throat if it’ll make me feel better.

I’m only telling you this in case you catch the morning news and there’s a story about a huge explosion in Worcester overnight. That’ll be me.

About Tony Brown

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown
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