Saturday, December 02, 2006

i miss
dive bars that don't have prostitutes in them
redskinned mashed potatoes
cigarettes
sweaters
ebonics
having a kitchen
hymns
upstairs at the ant
jukeboxes that have songs in english. good songs, i mean.
meals that don't involve rice or noodles

i don't miss
plexiglas
cleaning the sink and around the sink
driving
boxed macaroni and cheese
the post-audition waiting period
socks

2 comments:

B-Go said...

it's a catalogue poem!

I'm sure all of those things miss you back.

Nora said...

esp the cigarettes and the dive bars