THIS POEM


This poem is not about you.

No matter what you think

it's of a different time

a different source

it has a different soul.

It has nothing to do with our geometry

our philosophy

our biology.

It's free of your influence

and your perfume

and your essence.


This poem is divorced of you

and will evermore speak of this period

where I've lost my chains

and everything else.


This poem

despite what you may think

has nothing to with you

- just like me.

2005 - 2004 - Late 2003 - Early 2003 - Late 2002 - Early 2002 - 2001

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