Wednesday, September 23

phone poem

Delgile (or fragicate)

I've got nothing
To complain about

I am sunness
And not delay

We gently hold
This window
In the frame
Without breakit

My hand
Is a thin
Pane away
From touching yours

I will wait
Long as it takes

To get through this

Without
destroying
anything
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3 comments:

  1. matthew savocaSeptember 26, 2009 at 7:12 AM

    i like this poem

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  2. scott mcclanahanSeptember 28, 2009 at 9:34 AM

    I think Martin Wallmania will officially begin Oct. 7. Be there or be square.

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  3. Mariana SofferSeptember 29, 2009 at 1:08 PM

    A civilized poem at last, this is surelly a change of style.

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