No. 7

Fall 2004

night locks behind us
justified in its cause

for the present you are all
for more talk
another foray
into your thicket of pretense

yes you are history
repeating my deficiencies

not to worry I stopped listening
to myself ages ago

even my legs are mere theory
two separate countries with identical flags

always taking me down for more questioning
beneath a meager ration of moon

another cricket's histrionics
constant spit of resolution

what has never factored
making a name for itself

Copyright 2004, Mark DeCarteret

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