a poem for today, 19 May 2012

a poem for today, 19 May 2012
[a word-sorted sonnet of seventeen sentences and its image]
Why, anybody can have a brain.
It's the feeling of the people.
Such is the silence of writing. 
But the damage can be repaired. 
I was gonna sneak away tonight. 
Are you focusing on the t-shirt.
Some of you may have ambitions.
The world offers a single reply.
History does not matter to them. 
Hello, can't work today, still queer.
The second point is more precise.
Pretty little face you got there.
I hope I'm your guilty pleasure.
Don't make no difference to me.
Flowers are restful to look at.
I am obsessed with martial arts.
That dissonance is a gift.

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