We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master - Ernest Hemingway
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Luke Lagraff - Flesh Poem
I got flesh to live! I got it to spend. I got till the end.
I wanna ruin my body, wanna shove it into the dirt, I'll give another moment to death A pale daydream, me looking at me, awake but not quite alive A sad eye, half of it available, the other oozing liquid flesh
Got a chance to see tomorrow If this flesh can stand It might have been all spent
The town of my actions Has divorced my floor Nowhere to be, no body is me
Luke LaGraff is a lover of sandwiches, egg nog, and one of a kind days. He used to forget them, but now has realized he shouldn't; they have more meaning than ever at this point of his life. He enjoys the sun in LA and watches hockey and funny things whenever he can. He listens to people. He's from Tennessee.