Tuesday, February 28, 2006

 
A Poor Thing But Mine Own*

Something I just like
and hope others will.

What does it mean?
I couldn’t be bothered.

So play with it a smidge.
See if you’ll catch

yourself smile--
or spit--

years later
during a stroll,

or graduation,
angled in-

terludes of
passion. Sprees

with truth,
maybe.

*The Theoretical Goose

dasen’t honk.
Behavior dis

-sembles,
-assembles.

The building,
is leaving
Elvis for

a storm of
category.

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