the what-not
that litters the floor
that i slipped on
is now scattered
all over
and i am not
picking that shit up
am not am not
and i can tell you why:
i don't need the what-not
clinging on me
chapping
chafing
squeezing
the last tear out
dry eyeballs
notwithstanding
it's just as well
the what-not is not
squeezing
squeezing
my heart
to pump it
the petite beats are good enough
for me
and
probably better
so i will not be needing
the what-not
it will be
in a box
on the curb
if you want it
but
if you do
make sure
you take it all
Sunday, February 10, 2008
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