a poem for today, 13 June 2012

a poem for today, 13 June 2012
[a syllable sorted sonnet of seven sentences and its image]
A lesbian is the rage of all women condensed to the point of explosion.
If only the engineers can figure out a way to make it more practical.
Join us and live in peace, or pursue your present course and face obliteration.
I can't believe that cop put me in the backseat when I called shotgun.
Images are more direct, more immediate than words, and closer to the unconscious.
Believing oneself to be perfect is often the sign of a delusional mind.
I am sadder than you'll ever know.

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