I was sitting on the bus recently when I absent-mindedly looked down at the back of my metro card and was quite (pleasantly) surprised to find this. Maybe the universe is trying to tell me to get over my poetry shyness.
Plus, I would much rather read John Donne after consuming my sesame chicken than a poorly-constructed sentence telling me I will have "many years of long fortune."
Although it is true that I would welcome such a fortune, especially with the addition of the ever-popular "in bed" at the end.
*OMG. It's something scary. Click at your own risk.
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