tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3338982.post110023655614297282..comments2023-06-09T04:52:58.714-04:00Comments on Full Throttle & an Empty Gas Tank <br> (Pedal to The Metal & Goin No Where Fast): a poem not a poemloofrinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09536726261625483977noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3338982.post-1100277967184799192004-11-12T11:46:00.000-05:002004-11-12T11:46:00.000-05:00except you know what? they can be the perfect imag...except you know what? they can be the perfect images to put in poems if you're quite masochistic. we all know i am. <br /><br />i like this poem by simone muench. this is what i mean:<br /><br />Viewing rain from a hospital bed<br /> After levertov<br /><br />Something sidles <br />Up to me in the dark, i<br /><br />Taste it; this disease<br />I can’t speak<br /><br />I listen to rain, tangled<brrebekahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05006804780390801266noreply@blogger.com