Tuesday Is Now Poet's Day

by Willi Brown


Gosh all the poets

(even me!) in the cafe'

drinking cappucino

scribbling private poems

                                    to be or not to be

                                    published,

            makes me sad

and

            lonely for them

(yeah and for me too) because

I mean here we are...

            O.K.!   It's for the best

but

            look at that guy

            I see him

                                    all the time wandering

around with his angst

in his pockets and

his despair folded up

and tucked down deep

in his wallet telling

me or anyone else

how he feels

really.

And, no

            I don't know

if it

            is any

                        of my

                                    business.		

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tuesday...