Thursday, November 15, 2007

poem (2)


I found myself oppressively happy today
then I thought, this sounds like a manic episode
which made me worried and depressed again.

What a relief.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

poem (1)


I was forced to make my own magnets
when the words I needed were not on the fridge
So now
amidst
"boil the weak"
and
"adore luscious curves"
it also says
"trite and pointless"