Jefferson Carter


Starry Night - Poem by Jefferson Carter

STARRY NIGHT


We went to Dee’s for dinner
& I got into her medicine cabinet.
I floated through dessert
like a starry night. My internist,
a good guy, really, but he wears
these beads & tells stupid jokes.
I kept dropping hints-
I pee all night. I break things.
I forgot a jacket somewhere.
Would Valium help? Or
something stronger? He acts
like I’m Van Gogh waving
a butter knife. Remember
Joni Mitchell? How she
kidded around? Hey, man,
do “Starry Night” again, man.

Topic(s) of this poem: music


Comments about Starry Night by Jefferson Carter

  • Brian Johnston Brian Johnston (10/9/2014 1:55:00 PM)


    Really a butter knife? You sound like a much sharper guy than that to me! But maybe you just like to make things difficult for the challenge. I can grok that! (Report) Reply

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  • Herbert Guitang Herbert Guitang (4/24/2014 7:16:00 PM)


    a good poem story of starry night (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 24, 2014



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