Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Glasses-Man

Sat at your table from 11:10 to 12:37,
'till you had something to say:
"Go back to school." Then wiped
off antique eyeglasses with a velvet cloth,
for nine hours a day.

The sun sets at daybreak
The sun dies in the morning-time
on your many precious windows.

I threw my masterpiece back into my bag
and found the nearest bathroom and stared
at myself until 12:48
Go back to school.

Well asshole
I'll see you
hung on the cross of the stage
before I see you in heaven.

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