Sunday, May 1, 2011

"At one point I'm pretty sure I said, 'Go fuck a duck you ducking fuck'"

Incidentally, Most Days I Feel Quite Peaceful

I don't talk to myself
very often these days

I write

some simple words
every night before bed
and shut the book before
it gets to be too honest

but today

I woke and cleaned the drawer
of bills, old things, and et ceteras

came across

some cards and before
I could box away that
urge they were
flung forth and I was

speaking

in the rose madder of the
curtain I drew across all of it
wearing the same pajamas
I've had for three spins

of this;

My Rolodex memory and I are at war
but the
I is determined to have My say.

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