As/Is







10.29.2005


MONG LOVE

We meet...the first day
for lunch
and have a few drinks
and get a bit twisted
and have a bitta fun
and leave it at that,


                               because

when I actually think


of a

poem people will buy down the Kwiky or Netto,

several pop out unnanounced;

as though,

as though someone knows what I'm doin'.

 



But

lets say,



for the purpose
of this,
that they



are a mong



thinking of them
'n me gettin' monged up
monged in
and monged out
as one
and












when they dive inter me head






to labotomise themself

and switch my mind wiv theirs
sorta thing

I



birth







a poem