a poem for today

a poem for today, 6 March 2012
[a letter sorted sonnet of seven sentences and its image]
There are many interesting people, interesting things and ideas and opportunities, and unresolved thoughts that need to be talked about, but haven’t been.
Stop hanging out with the stoners what’s wrong with you the art fags are literally right there.
I know I've lost my memory.
Be cognizant of this dilemma.
If you're a Scientologist you see things as they are.
The word ‘true’ is a supplement added to certain trials of strength to dazzle those who might still question them.
It's like watching a three-legged dog trying to hump.

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