Wednesday, March 28, 2012

so he says to me

"boy you're always saying good-bye

but you're still here

you claim to have nothing to say

and take thousands of words to say so..."

and I answer him

"fuck you

Whitman also tried to contain everything

in one work

and left a fuller body of material

with all the variants included..."

so he says and says and says

"the Good Gray Blowhard

didn't know when to stop"

and knowing there's no ceasing

(at least until we reach God)

I reply

"missing me one place search another

I stop some where waiting for you..."

Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.

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