After the first glass of vodka <br />you can accept just about anything <br />of life even your own mysteriousness <br />you think it is nice that a box <br />of matches is purple and brown and is called <br />La Petite and comes from Sweden <br />for they are words that you know and that <br />is all you know words not their feelings <br />or what they mean and you write because <br />you know them not because you understand them <br />because you don't you are stupid and lazy <br />and will never be great but you do <br />what you know because what else is there? <br /> <br /> <br />Anonymous submission.<br /><br />Frank O'Hara<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-planned/
