Monday, January 09, 2006

and then i wrote this poem

i thought about throwing it out,
folded neatly and wrapped
in a bow of apathy.
but no. of course not.
this sentimental female,
a disfigurement of a poet.
a thing; something;
_____with a mild mind
_____two arms and too much.

1 comment:

arch.memory said...

Oh, katy! Will I keep on repeating myself? But how do you do it? Be so consistently good. It just made me feel so fragile inside and breakable to read this, like only a good poem can make me feel...