Saturday, April 25, 2009

All My Greatest Works Are Misunderstandings

Narcotic Martha your cigar is running erect
Open and opulent
Too soon perfume dies away
Too late poison drowns naughty boys oh
How I long to meet you!
Queer nightstalk bawled out long forgetmenots
(It took all I had to remember your murmuring your
Sad heart)
The common pin
The probable rose
The usual love punishing eversameness
Words in drawers the pain in pockets
Bad as not
Never having any but then,
All my greatest works are really misunderstandings

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