Poems for Vernacular Time and Parallel Times
Saturday, August 10, 2013
My Words Are Like Cigarette Butts on the Sidewalk and Clouds In The Sky
Needless to say
that The Opportune
is that kind of fragmentary
dismay
Like a Loon Ripped Out
Pages From The Universe and
Chewed Them and Spit Them Out
Now tell me which verse you liked the most
If at the least
you disliked both
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