Mayo's Law

For the first time in his life, Viper felt a little warm and fuzzy inside.

Thursday, July 02, 2009

First poem I've written in years...

Mossberg and the mole

It occurred to me
Recently
How incongruous and silly, really, it would be
To see
A mole in the same picture with a gun

No sun
White sheet
A single slip of dried wheat
grass lying diagonally
Knowing the photographer
doesn’t seem to mitigate the peculiarity
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