August 12, 2010

re: txt poem

Must one still disclaim so Oh
alright Things we’ve said might have
meant more than they otherwise seem
Yes we seed a depth of paint chip

How stolid the uncountable
in the role of objet d’lumpen Never a
quiver of upper lip or discontented
murmur Does singular revolt await

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