cluttering the net since 2001

it never made you - poem

Friday, Aug. 16, 2002
it never made you..

a razor knife cut bleeding rhyme
i used to find paper passionate
something real in it
every time

sometimes now I just
write your name
not just once
but again and again

and then i stop and just think


and there’s nothing left to write
so i trace
and i trace

and then i think i’ve used so much ink
and it never made
you right

and ink...
was too permanent

i think

10:23 p.m. ::
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