Sunday, October 14, 2007

The Poem You Write on Sunday

I was busy.
That's what I was saying.
I was busy is what I was saying.
And I was.
That's how come I didn't do it.
Seriously.
I didn't do it because of that.
Which is lame.
It is lame.
I mean, it's lame.
I mean, everyone is busy.
I know, I was busy.
That's what I'm saying.
I was so busy.
When I looked at
my watch I saw
a stunted teenager.
The emotions
are inferior.
I was super busy.
Anyway,
that's what I
was saying here.