I just got back from Eunoia and wow what a great line-up tonight. Music, beat-boxing, poetry- all awesome. Seriously, if any of you all are in the Charlottesville area, try to come out Thursday nights. I, unfortunately, needed my phone for a few poems so I didn't get to record it but I promise to film next time.
Anyway, I just realized that I haven't posted any writing here today, so I thought I'd post one of my daily poems. It's just a short piece from my self-published zine "Jimble Jamble Life in Shambles." It's fun, quippy, and a little thought provoking.
A Thought is a Thought is a Thought...
I don’t think anybody
could be ever so inclined
to write down your needless ramblings
then try to read your mind
You are your own best friend, my friend
It’s really quite insane
In the end I’d be surprised
if even you could know your brain
You are your own worst enemy
your fears and words conjoin
How fitting then we trade our thoughts
for a shiny copper coin
