2nd of 3 Poems from Jeff & John (Nov.07)

compulsive self-reference

i have to go away now
collapse back in on myself
dog walk sunset pawprints click
television her to sit
passing invites viruses
writing smoking jerking shit
civility. feigning whose
alone unknown glaring drone
fosters warm thoughts and heart knots
cause rhyming is for suckers.
rusty chains and females brains
now i write a truth remains
having the form of fiction;
theatric ego vox blurts,
"dont tell, no, im not insane."
a poem starts here i think.

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