From April 2007
This is a cut up poem, which means that I took phrases from several books and articles and put them together in a way that made sense, in this case made almost a story.
You and Me
A cloudy spot flew through the night
Feathered mail from earth’s inmost womb
You sense my presence in a snapshot
Open a drawer, it’s still there
I lifted and supported you
You think of me then forget and smile
I know the truth and I get very mad
It is appropriate to be realistic
Life is complex but you get what you want
You are not good for my mental health
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