- napowrimo11 #1: Bartleby
- napowrimo11 #2: the same old circuit
- napowrimo11 #3: O K.
- napowrimo11 #4: Toronto 2006 to D.C. 2010
- napowrimo11 #5: haiku for a break up
- napowrimo11 #6: This Goes Out to All The Yuppies
- napowrimo11 #7: a day in the life
- napowrimo11 #8: in the end
- napowrimo11 #9: new york
- napowrimo11 #10: grandma
- napowrimo11 #11: what I learned
- napowrimo11 #12: motivate
- napowrimo11 #13: to write
- napowrimo11 #14: Cod fish cakes
- napowrimo11 #15: D.C. Emancipation Day 2011
- napowrimo11 #16: being art
- napowrimo11 #17: anger
- napowrimo11 #18: selfish
- napowrimo11 #19: The Physics of How We Live
- napowrimo11 #20: factual
I have a lot of poetry inside of me
that I’d rather not write
I’d rather not know
Would rather be oblivious to
::
I don’t think you’re supposed to start screaming
when someone says “mandibular fracture”
but it may be that for the rest of my life
I will.
::
I now know so much about pain
that it’s hard to notice things hurting
And really,
I would prefer not to.
