underscore
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
they probably love me
until they don't

and
all the wealth
of words
of actions
cannot promise
an ounce of love

though all betroth
it will be

taken

away
from you


always and someday,
like
time
and money,
sanity
and youth.

they say our articulation
of the subject
graduates us
to the top
of the food chain

i think the only thing
separating
us
from the apes
is our ability
to
shave

3 Comments:

At 9:58 PM, July 28, 2007, Anonymous Anonymous said...

amazing work, yet again my friend.

 
At 12:24 PM, July 29, 2007, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

The Desiderata

 
At 2:59 PM, July 30, 2007, Anonymous Anonymous said...

i love everyone until i don't...heh. it's true though.

that's a good opening line.

 

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