A friend said “Thank you for being so kind about my silly poem.” I responded:
The only silly poems
are the ones we are ashamed of,
so we hold them
inside
and they grow
and fester
and give us ulcers.
And that’s silly.
A friend said “Thank you for being so kind about my silly poem.” I responded:
The only silly poems
are the ones we are ashamed of,
so we hold them
inside
and they grow
and fester
and give us ulcers.
And that’s silly.