UncOnscIouS

WAKING UP

It snowed last night in my dream.
I went out in it
rummaging for the punk I used to be
and found some curious mementoes.
I dug up replicas of my tongue
covered with footprints.
I found an ear lost in an argument.
I found an eye lost on a blind date.
I tripped
on an empty quart of Spatola Port
frozen under the snow.
I plunked into a puddle of vomit.

Awakening, I found I’d peed the bed
lost my covers and knocked
the alarm to the floor.
Where it shook with ringing.

-Tom Frangicetto

—Another Poem My Dad wrote in College.. (via alisonalisonalison)

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(Source: sheepeyes)