Wednesday, June 20, 2012

New Poem Day # 11...


Today's poem comes from my time living in the Midwood neighborhood of Brooklyn several years ago:


The Vine

I have a vine growing
through my window.
When I debate cutting
it down, I can’t help but
think that it allows me
to grow, so why shouldn’t
I do the same for it?
But then I remember that
it hasn’t chipped in for
the rent or for the air
conditioner that gives it
water. So then I think
I really just want to
hack the free-loading
son of a bitch to bits.

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