find its shape
in front of tv square
on the couch lying
in a pan flat
with the cat sort of wild
all flowery fluffy in the garden
of the green valley of Minnesota
On 2/17/07, Jon Corelis <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> >My experience is usually that the poem (rather than me) is quite
> obviously
> >uncomfortable until I've managed to help it, or relax and allow it, to
> find
> >its shape.
> >
>
> Come right on in, poem.
> Make yourself at hoem.
> Go on, put up your feet.
> Perhaps you'd like a sweet.
> The weather lately sucks.
> Sure I've got five bucks.
> I don't care if it's late.
> I know how to wait.
>
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