a poem for today, 7 May 2012

a poem for today, 7 May 2012
[a letter sorted sonnet of ten sentences and its image]
America place your ring on my cock where it belongs. 
Somebody is farting and others are making fun of him.
I would date you so hard then marry the shit out of you.
The Euler characteristic of the Möbius strip is zero.
I count the corpses on my left and find I'm not so tidy.
It's not an easy thing to explain so we just point at it.
Maybe you should just let me take care of the big picture.
There is a laevogyratory knot and a dextrogyratory knot.
I'm not a lesbian, but I'm a big fan.
How can you be a poet if you don't even have a record player.

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