October 11, 2025

By Tony Brown

The truth is I don’t feel up to writing at all right now.

You won’t miss it, don’t worry, if I change.

I am proof against regret in this fashion. I am bulletproof against my own gun, my regret.

If I die tonight you’ll remember me for six months or so.

I promise.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

T

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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