Sunday, January 24, 2010

poem/11

words are puzzle pieces
a box opened on a table scattered
dull cardboard backs and
color clues, edge pieces too

attempts at coherency
legitimacy
fantasy
gutsy
try
putting this piece with this
word next to this word
period, done.
can a puzzle be won?

play games with words until
there is no beginning
no end
life spirals and you are fool
to think all the same pieces will
still be in the box next time

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