Thursday, August 19, 2010


day-to-day arranged to-do's and then
what often happens, happened

(coffee cup reaches teeth,
clinks in irritability)

colorless as the libertine's non-blush
and all points touching failure
careless in habit, all correct and
(marked gestures)
please, don't call me comrade

own adages suddenly less innocent,
more (thoughtfully) orderly
as if we're starting just
to reach the ending.

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