what I want / inspired by Kim Addonizio
I want to scribble a poem
like a frantic lunatic
that'll make women swoon
that'll give me a boner
that'll take me to paradise
and back without a prayer.
and I want a car with a big
back seat with Virginia Fox
waiting there under the domelight
her prom dress powder-
blue and perfumed...
Wind Song is what it's called
a poem that's nobody else's business
a poem that nobody reads anyway
an invisible poem
a poem like a blade tickled by a feather
a poem that dies when I die
it'll be the one that goes with me.
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