to be read on the occassion of my coronation as king of all dogs
The cereal is gone from the box.
The box is seriously empty.
How is this possible?
In this day in this age?
For they would go to the ends of the earth to learn
no reason for an emptiness
as vast as the emptiness
in this box where cereal once settled.
The box is seriously empty.
How is this possible?
In this day in this age?
For they would go to the ends of the earth to learn
no reason for an emptiness
as vast as the emptiness
in this box where cereal once settled.
Labels: Cereal, Coronation, Emptiness, King of Dogs, Vast
2 Comments:
I like.
I got your books and I look forward to reading them!
Like Alan says, "I won't write my poem til i'm in my right mind."
But I seriously have a hot bathtub with lavendar on reserve.
Thanks for the blog add too.
I'll soixante-neuf you innocently...
xo B.
jon, you've got a blog!!! seriously cool.
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