Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
Farewell with your sagging belly
With your fear of Hitler
With your mouth of bad short stories
With your fingers of rotten mandolins
With your arms of fat Paterson porches
With your belly of strikes and smokestacks
With your chin of Trotsky and the Spanish War
With your voice singing for the decaying overbroken workers
With your nose of bad lay with your nose of the smell of the pickles of Newark With your eyes With your eyes of Russia With your eyes of no money
With your eyes of false China
perfect day
(Source: nosdrinker)