i'm not going to talk to you anymore
because you expect me to be violent with you
and write love letters to your sister
i'm going to stop talking to you now
in the hope that your sister will talk to me
and make plans with me to be violent with you
i'm going to go to new york city
to be a violent person because everyone is violent in new york city
i will go to new york city and stop talking to your sister
because she wants you to move away from these thoughts
and stop pressing backspace or delete on the keyboard
or even hesitating for a second or less about what you type
i will leave new york city and hunt for bears in the woods
because they eat salmon which i have not had in several months
and because i do not like to eat salmon, but i can pretend
it is you or your sister i will be eating
i am going to leave the woods and go back to new york city
because there are bears in central park
that do not eat salmon, but who may eat you or your sister
so that i can always taste the two of you being violent with me
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This is a good poem.
Wow. This gets better and better with each line. Someone told me once that a poem should scare the reader back into being awake. I believe it. This one does that for me.
I've got a new creativity blog going if you want to check it out. www.universetwins.blogspot.com
Thank you. I have many things to do these days, but I will look through. How did you find me?
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