a misplaced blog comment

Andy Grundberg
his words grow on trees
his classes are full
he’s in the hall
behind the door
at the top of the steps
he stands there
at New York Ave NW
he is pleasant
he is driving
he is stopped
for a motorcade
giving a lecture
getting a coffee
wearing a rain coat
sunglasses
he is not in
his office
he has leaf
left gone
his words grow on trees