my life to realize
the devil was only
half my size
the necessary
older brother
in the story
and really a nice
guy to talk to
friendly and witty
with words a natural
and with the body
a lover passionate
and controlling
half my life
my unnecessary cover
and sweet teacher
to finally get
your game
2 comments:
Thanks for your always wry and
epiphanous comments Bill
you too are a poem I go to
or to what is truly representative
in you of me speaking back to us
as if it was really all about us
(as it is) that poetry is made but
for me it's the scent of peonies
which doesn't bring WCW to mind
so much as how I hate idolatry in
any endeavor and how with peonies
there is absolutely nothing to hate
as with you there is nothing
but to agree and to ingratiate
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