the moon is essentially gray

has just been released at pangur ban party

read it and then read everything else on the site

okay

thanks

post 157

i have walked out of this document but i am returning because my inkpen stopped working
here is my situation
it is raining there
is a cat under my arm

i've tried not
to think about you but i'm
kidding i haven't
tried not to

i think a breakfast might
be waiting for me
in the other room what
will i do

april 18

april 18 is a 'terrible-horrible-day'

it is also my favorite poem by sylvia plath

but mostly it's a 'terrible-horrible-day'

virginia woolf and i were both born on january 25 and then she filled her pockets with stones and her body was discovered april 18

where does that leave me

two three two three

i was supposed to write
this poem and place this
poem square between
us instead of calling you
i was in love on this day
but nothing ever

i've got no taste for history,
she said, all those treaties
all those sour and self
righteous people. and a
dog could do arithmatic-
don't get me started on
arithmatic. what's the purpose
of a poem if you ring it
dry? a poem is better
left in the sink, not all hung
up from a poplar tree
a poem and a present are better
left unopened