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Such Things As This
November 16, 2009 in Crazy, darling, Poem, Rambling, relationships | Tags: basket, I'm not really sure what this poem is about, inbox, messages, porch, randomness, Sir Mix-a-Lot, spare the spearhead, waiting | 3 comments
Inbox says (1) new message
Just then (2) new messages
My God, could it be.
Usually not
Usually naught
Unusually knot
My love in a Sir Mix-a-Lot basket
Spare the spearhead
the spearmint
the spirit man
Inbox says nothing
I wait on the porch, old school.
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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