Poem a Day - Poem 1

Nineteen times I have gone down
There
To see the shining red
And drink the dust of penguins
And laugh at melting ice and
And
Feel the snow turn to
Feed lots
And eat the bread and
Feel the sawdust
Burn my sweater and
Cry tears of no laughter
And turn the tv station to
Red
and
and
Question the brown wood counter because
No one is reading this anyway
Semipublicly
Publish
Rubbish
Boy this is bad
Bad poetry
Bad listening
Lifting weights is easier in space
In the vacuum where
Blasts are unheard but scene
Changing in the middle of multiple soliloquies
Ruminating fumarates
Temperature control laugh laugh
Transcript of bullshit
Murals of boosterism
Roosterism
Listerine
Qualifying
Statements