New Man Du
I just went and ate some lunch down the street from my normal lunch eatery. It was better food but I wish they could switch people because now I have this deep love for the women who cook my food at the one place but the unstoppable man du at the other place. The relationship at the shitty man du place is a nice little mother - son relationship and I'm just torn with what to do. Plus the other place has cola, not just water. They also put sesame seeds in the soy sauce, and I loves me some sesame seeds in my soy sauce. Damn!
Well anyway the reason I wrote this is to prove a point. No one gives a shit about day to day stuff if you don't put it eloquently or draw a parallel, simile, metaphor or lesson out of it. I can't do that just yet. I can't write anything meaningful. If you have any tips let me know, but for now I'm really kind of disgusted on the stuff I try to write. I enjoy some of the things that just come off the top of my head and I feel as though some of my poems have gotten better, but when I sit down to really plan something out, it just doesn't turn out well. hmm...
