Showing posts with label he-himeself-might not have actuallylived it wish he had though. Show all posts
Showing posts with label he-himeself-might not have actuallylived it wish he had though. Show all posts

Sunday, June 3, 2007

CLIFF KLINGENHAGEN is the poem of my soul's healing

see, i'm an alcoholic
so e.a.robinson knew that us recovering weedeheads andwinoettes mustn't believe in the allureglamour of what for us is like sugar to a chronic diatetic
and that poemsongis sublime