Sunday, September 19, 2010


I'm that thought you're not supposed to think.
I go against the grain and your mama's
better judgment. There's a reason
they keep me underground, hidden,
locked away from polite society.

And you know why–
even if you don't dare admit it!

~written at the Poetry-On-Demand booth on 9/17/2010

1 comment:

  1. I've only read the first few, but out of them this one is my favorite! I love your work.