F**K
F**K THE F**KING F**KERS F**K
Northrop Frye
It’s the kind of selfish when you’re sitting there
and you don’t know what to do says the co-ed
She has been spewing 4 letter words brilliantly
as the very life-blood is sucked from my opus
Even Northrop Frye would be impressed with
the number of times she has used f**k in a sentence
Her raven hair parted a fraction from the middle
she eyes me with disdain She just walked to the
garbage bin and spat whereupon a hive of late Fall
wasps put an end to her ecstatic confessions
Beside me a young man reads Confucius
but his look screams Trotsky He says: It all turns on IF
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LATE FALL 2013
songanddancegirl 