Thursday, November 15, 2007

curled up into an interrogation point

there we (watchful
slept as (blessing
easily as (comma
summer came (vested
to wash (routine
the spring (away
away from (small
vivid b/rains (contrarian
tempura fraught (look
exteriors joined (invisibly
inner life toward
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  1. Matina L. StamatakisNovember 15, 2007 at 9:37 AM

    I like the discombobulated feel of this poem...a good vertical read, too. :-)

    (watchful
    (blessing
    (comma
    (vested
    (routine
    (away
    (small
    (contrarian
    (look
    (invisibly
    toward

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