a poem for today

a poem for today, 10 April 2012
[a syllable sorted sonnet of twelve sentences and its image]
Big whoop. 
Intellectualization is very commonly met, since it is a defense mechanism of great reliability.
Ass is good.
The communists stole my dog so it couldn't bark when the gypsies came.
Jobs are for immigrants.
It requires only circumstance to set it in violent motion. 
I heard a click.
Still, it has had me spooked and many others besides. 
So sad.
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting to my open mind, possessing and caressing me.
We were very close, you and I. 
That's me.

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