Monday, February 14, 2005

Valentine

Whine. Mope. Grumble. Insert extreme morbidity here.

I tried to write a poem today and came up with an experiment in rhythm that doesn't really mean a whole lot but is interesting to read out loud:

Fuck you
I want to--
Love you
Want to
--Fuck
You love
Me--I
Want to
Fly


Please note: unlike some poets I've read, when I put in line breaks and punctuation, I really mean them. Sort of like rests in music.

2 comments:

a dyke... said...

Interesting ... I like it, though.

zk said...

love it.