THIS IS A POEM ABOUT THE FURTHEST FRONTIER 11.11.17

11.11.17

 

Listen Madame,
you have been taken
to the furthest frontier.
I regret to inform you
that I am drunk, and if
you find me unattractive
in this state, know that you
will hate me even more
when I am sober.

 

 


Written at 3:02 at night, in my office, in Agoura Hills CA. 

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