My face isn't carved in a mountain. I've never been struck by lightning.
I've never saved a crying baby from a burning house fire nor have I over come my misfortunes in life to acquire a name for myself. I consider myself a writer although all I've written is only pieces of torn limbs of my distraught existence. (a bunch of poems)
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Thursday, May 28, 2015
Dewitt chauffeur
Almost a famous builder
got a chauffeur ride home
same guy who writes my check.
I told him today he could buy me lunch
for my autograph
he laughed
bought lunch too.
Three days in Dewitt
the building stands
now a hour and a half drive home.
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