Dave how touching! All that god stuff too stuffy gods whatto beetles
wallpaper dormice perhaps
Love to herself
P downtrod P
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poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf Of David Bircumshaw
Sent: 24 November 2005 00:02
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Subject: For Grandpa Patrick
this went into the void so I'm re-sending it:
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I like poetry because it has vowels and consonants too
I can write poetry because I'm better than you
I believe in poetry because it's a testament to God
They all like poems but they can't bloody rhyme
I write poems because I failed at maths
My poems mean me and they are there for all to see
I want to communicate and you'd better well listen
Our verses are our hardships and the dust in our mouths
I want to be a poet because my teacher said I should
I'm widely published and my tenure's a cinch
My poems are wallpaper they're made from my skin
God likes poems because all beetles are His friends
My work is praxis and erasure and enhances e-media
I like poems because they remind me of trees
I write from desperation against the last day
My targetted portfolio guarantees me first prize
I have to write poems for the holes in the words
Poetry it was rescued me when the shadows called
We like to collaborate and produce furtive verbs
I write for the downtrod, and certain kinds of mice
Victoria turned to me, inclining then raising her head.
What's poetry, Dave? - Shsh, Vicky, it's secret I said.
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