both of which were scribbled down on tiny pieces of paper: revelation i've kept myself clean for so long i've forgotten how dirty my nails can get, after i celebrate Mardi Gras two weeks late. -mar 18 oh eight untitled no. 11 you're like the asymptote to my frowning parabola; i can graph out the approach but i'll just never reach you. -feb 28 oh eight -rdw
I'm surprised no one has commented on these...i liked them. the second one is very clever, i like that both form and content are compact yet infinate (if that makes sense). i liked the image being introduced in the first half of the first poem, but then i didnt really think it went anywhere. it could definitely be expanded...
i appreciate your comments they're mostly little mind dumps, fleeting images i wrote down on scraps of paper like this one: exhibit scribble a the chaos from the tv in the other room begets monotony throughout the house. -horace july 14/08
