songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

I WAS TOLD

I  WAS  TOLD  THERE  WOULD  BE     CAKE

In the past this poem has refused

to be written    So why not refuse

to read it ?   Ah  but you are already

in    Seduced by the promise of  iambic

and the blaze of brilliant sunsets        Run while you     still have a chance 

 

And you are young enough   to make a life for yourself

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Spring 2011

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