a poem for today

a poem for today, 14 April 2012
[a syllable sorted sonnet of six sentences and its image]
Step right up.
In all of these examples, the individual, private encounter with the printed word had an illuminating effect, setting into motion a series of events that forever changed the lives of the readers.
Look at that. 
The no.
People who fuck in the name of identity, who make an identity out of who they fuck, who fuck to reproduce the person, are fucking heteronormatively, even if the person or identity thereby produced is homosexual.
Just one dance.

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