the fence

the fence

with two feet to the wind,

that is, about to fall off

you

      two

             not the band

i love you.

again, i love you.

you say we say i

never again;

not i

and when a-52s

and doowchumps

sing breast dance,

dance kid, dance

we will know:

it is not a good feeling

that is, you make (us) fall

there

        is

            no band

so we hate you.

and you two,

beautiful.

you make it easy to hate

the things that are beautiful.

3:50 PM - 7/20/2006 - post comment

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wow, i love this poem it's so touching! You're such a brilliant writer!

jasminecrystal - 8:58 AM - 7/21/2006