Monday, April 7, 2008

Conjunctions (collage poem)

Filtered water, I miss. You?
Triple threat. I think. That wrong
soft, between yeses,
honest, I have you. Self-control?
Obviously. Oh, choices to make,
me too, but you too, would
my conjunctions have easier
lives, wrong. I am off with my
imaginary head, life is wrong?
Without you, without conjunctions,
yes, oh, I remember! I know, I know
love, but I meant to say, but
to be okay, but for us to--that's
not what I meant in the least, but

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