Friday, July 17, 2009

poetry as poertry

her voice is like
someone
rolling her own rrrrr's
and you just wanna

fuck it.

This poerm wasn't going anywhere.

Who was this poerm trying to kid?

I need to get back to writing pomes. Those

were my fort.
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