so i signed up for a poetry reading at the cobalt cafe

few times in my life i put my hand in the blender. sign my own tombstone. slap my own face. read my own eulegy. stick my foot in my own mouth. write my own will. cut my own throat. bite my own tongue. drown in my own bath water.

but this time i will.

if it will help me get over her. i still have much to say to her. yet i never will get to say it to her face. so i'll tell a room full of strangers.

anyone wanna vent. or just do something different. lets do a poetry reading. let me know. its on May 3rd.

damn you. you know who you are.