By Steve Calamars
i waste the afternoon
with the windows open
and the television talking
pushups on wood floors
and shadow-boxing beneath
off-white ceilings
green tea and comic books
eat away at the hours
till the day dries up and
night floods the city
leaving a sky
feeling sea-sick
coughing up stars
and purple light
nice to know i’m not the only one who likes green tea and comic books. i brew a pot every night, and put it on ice the next day. and if i got some cookies. so much the better. then something by brian michael bendis or alan moore.
thank you mr. calamars.