Are You Angry When You Write These?
by arthur simoni

    I once left one of
    my poetry journals
    on the table
    I was sitting at
    while I was tipping
    a stripper on the main stage,
    I went to take a piss
    and when I came back
    a stripper named Laylay
    had read some of my poems
    she asked,
    " are you angry when you write these?"
    I finished my beer, smiled
    and left

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