Wanted to write a poem

May 1, 2009 at 6:58 pm | Posted in antihaiku, contemporary poetry, poetry, writing | 21 Comments
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called infinite eye queue but suddenly forgot
that language is linear but time is not.
heard the grumble of Bill Burroughs not
telling anyone anything they don’t already
and Baudelaire as I remember
yes but you can make them realise
make real
the difference between the insides
and the out of this most bizarre contraption
does not occur at the limits of this transaction
the old dog looks up
but underneath i’magination,

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