I’m really glad my first love <br />was just like all the passionate <br />fucks who write poetry <br /> <br />only he never picked up a pen <br />cause he was out spendin’ it <br />in every college bar— <br /> <br />town, <br />east to <br />west, <br /> <br />with his blunt <br />ways and smooth <br />caress. <br /> <br />only he never picked <br />up a pen. <br />he never equipped a word.<br /><br />s./j. goldner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mark-s-passage/
