Wednesday, October 05, 2011

New York Times Crossword Poem Draft

Is all fair foul or fowl my brother in my
father's basement that comes with troll
who stole whose sanity for I've a code
to break and trails I'd rather take
than these. Photos on a stick no Bond girl
dreamed and I've a job to do so help me
sooth my father's woe and so to work
I oughta for blood etceteras to water.


you're maple leaves and I'm the raker
you're the target, I'm the dart

1 comment:

beth coyote said...


Love it.