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Prose Poem: Dread, 09-2002
by foamysquirrel
Jenny sits upon the path. She is an uncarved stone, not a block, no longer abstractly careening at ungauged velocities with potential heroic deeds in countless directions. She has a definite shape, rubbed... published 5 months ago
Poem: Observing Modern Romance
by foamysquirrel
Define: is love a particle or wave? It dithers. Digital or analog? The dials of my pixilated heart Both pattern sparks and measure arcs of heat. Mosaics decorating inner nave Upon review delimn my life,... published 5 months ago
Poem: More About Important Me
by foamysquirrel
All I want is boundless understanding, An awful pact to see my white gold heart. Except I don't like gold, white seems bland Or sometimes lily-white, like part Of a suit for lisping Frank O'Hara, and Those... published 5 months ago

