Friday, March 4, 2011

The Community

has never been about communicating and yet, it is all syntactically
correct. To err grammatically

is one of the only things that would seem
terribly tactless, to retract

a claim of kinship


in the air raid design space
that we have build with willpower.

You could never tell
Me you loved me
Or that you wanted
To love me

In this white place

Or the design space would seal off
With you trapped inside
And then gas would be pumped

Into the world outside the cube
So you would have to sit there

In your little white design space cube
Holding a little white
Plastic flower
Maybe telling it all of your secrets

Like the fact that you never
Wash your underwear

Until you died.

Better not.

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