Poem of the Day #4

Lyric of the Day

"Cause my heart's become a crooked hotel full of rumors,

But it's I who pays the rent

For these fingered-face out-of-tuners

And I make sixteen solid half-hour friendships

Every evening"

creaky doorways

trash talk at a truck stop

paying for it,

needy needlers

scraps

pain

rocketship

Early morning, can't even try

I've got no brains left to fry

Vin. New York born and bred. Big fan of stories in every form- oral, written, televised or otherwise. I like to hear great stories as well as tell good ones.
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