justify
what
and
who
tonight
believe
on
crazy
are
over
the
afraid
road
soft
raining
so
freezing
so
tell
to
spare
sad
tears
away
now
but
I
can't
see
what
should
give
all
mad
tonight
all
the
afraid
this
mad
can't
see
what
should
give
all
mad
I
can't
see
you
it's
the
love
you're
mad
read
blue
from
the
world
all
but
mad
can't
your
want
be
the
all
me
I am the best thing you've never heard of.
I hold a Bachelor's in English, History and Secondary Education, and a Master's in English: Creative Writing, though my appearance belies intelligence.
My goal in life is to write and to be read. It's a modest stretch by most imaginations.
To most I'm amazing.
It all depends on your definition of literary merit.
All poems contained on this blog are ©Thomas Boersma unless otherwise noted.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Poem-A-Day: Day 522
I Bet You’re Mad At Me
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