by melanie mae
Published on: Dec 13, 2004
Topic:
Type: Poetry

I had a conversation with God
older than dirt
did you know, did you hear, did you see?
push a button, get a girl
she was drunk and he had sex with her
more benefits, more freedon
hot five, my boo
most streamlined zen riddle.
feel your lungs expand and deflate,
some of the butts really haven't been smoked,
another frustrating year,
no buck.
don't stop at go.
score one for defense.
god may understand this twisted thinking.


(a found poem my group created from reading the newspaper 11/29/04)

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