one week later
December 3, 2009
i spin the can
of mixed nuts
a
greasy
kaleidoscope
with no cashews
to be found
only jordans,
filberts, and peas
tumbling
in my disdain
they are all
that remain
of the feast
2008
wrestling with congruency
i spin the can
of mixed nuts
a
greasy
kaleidoscope
with no cashews
to be found
only jordans,
filberts, and peas
tumbling
in my disdain
they are all
that remain
of the feast
2008
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