a poem for today

a poem for today, 16 March 2012
[a word-sorted sonnet of 11 sentences and its image]
I'm going to finish cooking his hamburger at home.
I can't imagine anyone positively aspiring to live there.
Buy some furniture or admit that inside you're empty.
Orgasm is another over-blown notion whose ravages are incalculable.
As soon as you become physiological, it’s not much fun. 
I've ceased to believe in sense, justice… in life.
Oh my God I love that song so much.
The class of guys whose names are action verbs.
I just bought a pair of Minnie Mouse pasties.
You've been carrying that negative programming for a long time.
Of course men have nipples as well as women.

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