Tuesday, February 28, 2006
ode to hangover by dean young
Perhaps the malady of the day is the hangover -- nauseous, achy and incapable of appreciating beauty. Maybe we are fogged over and bored and working on a puzzle with 15,000 solutions:
After her I could eat a car but here's
a pineapple/clam pizza and Chinese milkshake
yum but Hangover, you make me aspire
to a saltine. Both of you need to lie down,
one with a cool rag across the brow, shutters
drawn, the other in a soft jungle gym, yahoo,
this puzzle has 15 thousand solutions!
