Poems

It’s Easy Enough

I know intelligence makes it difficult to do anything

Unintelligent:

So I got fired.
So the woman left.

And hunger feeds on me.

I don’t know where I live tonight,
Smiling up at the moon
Who will be the sun tomorrow
With or without me.

Finally, on all fours: I don’t know, I know.
And that’s with a smile too.
It’s easy enough.

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