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No Punctuation for Good Measure

this is not a poem

exactly

just thoughts broken by lines

and no punctuation

for good measure

 

this is not a coherent whole

poem and prose

welded and molded

fused together

in harmony

 

………

 

Let me tell you. Thursday marks our one-year anniversary. We met at Julie’s, after my class (it was Theories of Technical Communication). I was so nervous, literally shaking in my brown boots, and when I saw him, I thought he was gorgeous. I thought he would surely not be interested in me.

 

We were together 5.5 months. We’ve been apart now for longer. 6.5 months. And Thursday marks our one-year anniversary.

 

Consequently, it is also trash day.

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4 responses to “No Punctuation for Good Measure”

  1. poeticgrin Avatar
    poeticgrin

    Firstly, Theories of Technical Communication should be the title of the book of the collected work about him/you.

    Secondly, they won’t ever pick up the trash unless you actually put it out on the sidewalk. It will just remain, fester, and stink up your home.

  2. Patrice Avatar
    Patrice

    I got to that last line and I laughed out loud.

    Why can’t a man be more like you?

    Fa-abulous.

  3. Paul Avatar
    Paul

    That is a cool little poem about poem circle poem. Congratulations on your anniversary.

  4. medicatedlady Avatar
    medicatedlady

    Dearest Three P’s.

    Poeticgrin–I’m trying to be more consistent about throwing trash out so it doesn’t clutter and stink up the place.

    Patrice–I’d make a dreary gay man if I were a man. Glad you enjoyed the humor.

    Paul–Thanks for the comments and well-wishes.

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