2.10.11

The Disappointment (Bed Poem #3)

I slept in a bag

     It was cheap and unpleasant
          and empty no earthy green
                                 not succeeded yet

I feel like I
     was the best we are all
thin old-fashioned
     green with speed and soft
          clutter no chaos just
                    pine unvarnished

begins me again when
     my head like a mother
          memory wrapped in
               walnut veneer

                    kill me but
                         end my dreams




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