Two Poems from David Robilliard’s Baby Lies Truthfully (1990)


He had his shirt hanging out

she had a pint of beer in her hand

it was Friday night

and they were on their way

home to watch T.V



Breaking into polite little sweats

and what you get it what you get

I feel like a glass of water

whereas before I felt like a cup of mud

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