I opened a notebook this morning, in preparing for a workshop and found this poem. I thought I’d share it before I take a few more steps west in my new journey.
A mess on a quest
in half a black dress.“A mess? I’m at my BEST!”
You jest; come on my quest.I’m headed west. Don’t rest,
journey on my chest.Don’t stress, we’re headed west.
Put on your skinny black dress.Sex, chess – skip this hex.
Do you see more mess?Trudge with eyes focused west.
© 2015 AJ Leto