Ink runs from the corners of my mouth.
There is no happiness like mine.
I have been eating poetry.
The librarian does not believe what she sees.
Her eyes are sad
and she walks with her hands in her dress.
The poems are gone.
The light is dim.
The dogs are on the basement stairs and coming up.
Their eyeballs roll,
their blond legs burn like brush.
The poor librarian begins to stamp her feet and weep.
She does not understand.
When I get on my knees and lick her hand,
she screams.
I am a new man.
I snarl at her and bark.
I romp with joy in the bookish dark.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Ночью
- Николай Языков – Песнь баяна (Люблю смотреть на месяц ясной)
- Василий Казин – Письмо
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 78. Again at Christmas did we weave poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Sonnet (XII) : O Buddha ! I do wish to follow your golden middle path by Neelam Sinha
- Низами Гянджеви – Хмельное счастье мое очнется
- Sonnet 24: Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet CXXXIII by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Маяковский – Богомольное
- Patroling Barnegat. by Walt Whitman
- once i saw a old man’s shop by tulip
- Vehicles by W. S. Merwin
- The Higher Pantheism poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- His Phoenix by William Butler Yeats
- The Princess (part 1) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
