15 March 2009

Two poems by Hughes Mearns

The man who wasn't there

Yesterday upon the stair
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today.
I wish that man would go away.




The lady with technique

As I was letting down my hair
I met a guy who didn't care,
He didn't care again today -
I love 'em when they get that way!

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