Poetry without pretense. Occasionally with spell checking.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
The Monolith -03/03/2010
.
She banned me
from talking about,
or reciting,
poetry
for at least an hour.
Then,
she said to me
Doesn't the Moon look wonderful tonight?
...
I was good
I didn't grit my teeth,
or anything.
_______________________
-Peace.
.
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