This poem I wrote the day I posted it, which was November 2, 1998. It was very timely...
Ode to the Deer That Leapt Out in Front of My Car
While I Was Driving on Route 206 Just North of Lawrenceville
on My Way to See Rocky Horror This Past Halloween
Die, fucker, die.
Thank you. Thank you. That one comes right from the heart, I can tell you. If you want all the gory details (or even if you just think I'm a vicious, heartless bastard), write me at cjclark@earthlink.net. You'll be glad you got it (whatever it is) off your chest.
P.S. All materials on this page are
copyright 1998 by Craig J. Clark, in case you didn't know.