By A.J. Huffman
Oops.
I slept in your inbox.
That’s hysterical.
I slept. In your inbox
you will find this silly
little poem because apparently
my brain did not wake up.
Posted in A.J. Huffman on December 3, 2012 | Leave a Comment »
By A.J. Huffman
Oops.
I slept in your inbox.
That’s hysterical.
I slept. In your inbox
you will find this silly
little poem because apparently
my brain did not wake up.
Posted in A.J. Huffman on December 2, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
By A.J. Huffman
the most exclusive
the most luxurious
inextricably hooked
and trapped in heated mirrors
but money for nothing is the most visionary line
so come as often as needed
