Thursday, October 16, 2008

love Loves to Love love

The new surveillance.
Was there a time.
She missed more than anything.
Consider her point of view.
She lost her job because.
Because of him I mean,
Had a girl in his room.

Four shades November gloom.
Get out of bed, off back.
She got it then but it was.
She got it on her back.

Stashed fear, cocaine.
Something else is
Running around her brain.

(Sonnet for DL)


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