Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Epilogue (eulogy) to a
(for a)
Poem

Absentmindedly
or ironically [I don’t even feel like bothering with the
brackets
on this one you dumb fuck (but I did{i always
will})].

It all boils
up to immaterial
evidence;
some immature
sentiment,
and a bottle
that will never warm
no matter
how long or close you hold it.

Somewhere
there is
a beer
that won't go flat.

I'll never taste it,
solid against the universe
that's
projected onto my
scream.

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