November 23, 2010

Autobiography

By Tony Brown

Born split
to never knit.

Half this, half that,
and both got fat.

Mad and crowing
with all work showing.

When I die, gristle
will be all my epistle.

I live between stink and garden.
How did it happen? Harden

your heart to the how.
Just be happy it’s not you now.

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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