Tuesday, September 15, 2009

There Was Never . . .

There was never
...a god of restraint
though lawyers dream.

I called to Bacchus
....or Dionysus
....What do you want
to be called?
Like the one kid
the teacher never pronounces
I feel I've insulted someone
in broke lines.

1 comment:

  1. very nice poetry here! I love how you've broken up the lines!