Sunday, April 17, 2011

Poem













A Laceration Before Dining


I have no
claim to sainthood
and it is true I don’t
like many people much
and occasionally use
such as a crutch
to touch upon the
cruelty of mankind
and whatever else there
is that makes us blind—
and of course I’ll
live with that if
you don’t mind very much—
which reminds me—isn’t it
nearly time for lunch?

TS

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