Not sure whether this works. Probably been done before anyway.
*With a series of txts we.*
2008
With a series of txts we.
I take wine.
We share a plate of
The light dim, the candle
talk poetry anarchy
& how not to
& how bad my
& how clumsy
& how we hate mornings
We move outside so he
take our
I up
I stare at try to look
because of his
&
staring to one side when he talks
His eyelashes are dark & delicate
His hair is trashed
His pencil-sharp knife-free nose,
longline chin marred by unshaven
He isn't well, I should let
But he a cigarette
& txts some
his fingers so long, so soft
*Janet*
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I'm looking for writing-related paid work! Performance (my poetry, yours or
someone else's); any kind of writing including technical or corporate;
ghostwriting; editing; teaching creative writing, poetry or performance;
selling books; literary administration... whatever. All leads appreciated.
Janet Jackson <[log in to unmask]>
www.proximitypoetry.com (Poetry)
www.myspace.com/poetjj (Includes occasional arts & culture blog)
The Line Mine, bulletin board for Perth poetry & spoken word:
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