Tuesday, May 08, 2007

The World I'm Talking about Has Many Flakes to It

Today I'm thinking about what it constitutes to publish a poem.
I am also thinking about why I'm not a full human.
This is bothering me like, like, wool fabric.

It's not like prison, where I become a Christian and pursue
a higher education. I'm not the forgiving victim type, but
I value not being myself.

Well, anyway. There is no need to write sub-titles at the bottom.
Anyway, the bottom is also a well.
When you get there, hello.

Even when the language isn't from a lawyer,
the lawyer is in the room.
I got fat florescent shoelaces and break dance!