Monday, January 30, 2012

Inspired by Trash

Billy Collins read a banal poem about
Bollywood, hookers, and yoga studios

the really rude shit new yorkers say
in the room leaves you shaking your head

but a whiff of mustard fills your nostrils
and the shitty poetry flows unfettered

-- Angela Genusa

Shit Native New Yorkers Say
Jaipur losing its soul?
Poet is inspired when startled

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