1
And
I denied
my
self (strangely enough they were your words)
So sensible, so prudent, so witty
But I only ever was
wrong.
2
Piling your awkwardly pitched, pitching syllables was never more difficult,
For the sudden, soft, swiftly spoken syntactically perfect words that were at once
Common plus insignificant--and they were magnificent to hear and so carefully created
But perpetrators of deception that snuck past my shock, circumvented my horror
And I-could-have-stated(But I spoke) only slightly less forward and this made my
Answer a soothing thick envelope (manila and glue) with inside it--
my venom
by accident
3
The best way to sleep
Is turn around every time
You know what you see
4
Every time I seem to be what I could,
I realize, that's what would make it possible
(What it is I'm not sure, but I think of it all of the time)
Never mind what I say--I can speak only nonsense
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