Picture of the Day
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November 3, 2000

*No pedestrians were harmed in the writing of this poem.
Three whiskies and 2 clove cigarettes were consumed.
All the rest is true, except the part about not leaving until
running out of money. Dave arrived before that happened...

Another hit.*

a guy gets clipped
trying to make the corner
his legs & arms pinwheel
high above the hood
before coming down
wetly on the asphalt .
the car doesn't slow down .
some citizens hasten away
others start to gather
in a circle uncertain
what happens now .
me, i watch it all
from the bar,
a horrible commuter joint
but I just hit town
and once i sit down
there's very little that'll move
me so here i'll stay
until i run out of money
or the last pedestrian
is run down .