Monday, February 18, 2008

That the times
of poignant emotion
would spill out
cleanly
and in shapely forms--
but
that scarcely happens,
when it does
throngs marvel
at the one's
ability to spill so neatly
to really cage
that emotion into
a portable item
when most
can't carry much
they're just dry
snotless noses
and spongy brains
attenuated to almond size.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

that they would indeed is a grand wish... speaking of wishes: happy birthday!