THE BOMB!

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THE DRUNKENING

 

Poems written on napkins

are the bomb! 

 

I mean,
that’s the real shit!

true spontaneity—

 

borrowing a pen

from a perplexed bartender

and sloppily

scratching words

on the delicate paper

 

There would be utter disbelief

from your bar compadres

you just created a poem;

a work of art—

 

that is,

if any of them even care

 

It will survive until

you find the napkin

in your jacket pocket

several months later

and transcribe the words

to immortality

 

1-28-10

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

It is neat pulling a napkin out of your jacket pocket and finding a poem written on it.

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