Aug 2, 2010

My First Collage Poem

. . october . .

scuttling along the sidewalk
I first got my period
thinly disguised as watercress soup
hugely embarrassing
due to its high frequency
sollte de Spritze und Kontrollen verlangen

Mel was 45 years old
Father was looking directly into the camera
the high drama of my young life
It killed him.
It killed him
and I stirred the ice cubes with my finger

I think I’m anti-hammock
Send the product and the reasons
for the return
along with the original receipt
before the bird eggs hatch
in a salad of sticky freedom

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