March 9, 2009

Travis (slight revision; bumped for continuity)

By Tony Brown

I sold jeans for you,
sat around and drank wine
with you,
watched TV with you,
drove your car,
slept under your roof.

Why was it so surprising, then,
when I reached out one day
and took
the one thing
I lacked?

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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