This is another poem from a class I took in '05 or so. I believe the prompt on this was a "list" poem. I post it by request.
[if someone knows how to do tab stops in HTML would you please email me instructions? I'm dyin' ova here]
Enjoy
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Lust
Saltine crackers for lunch.
A stickfire in a blizzard.
Raising peacocks when what you need is eggs.
Lottery tickets.
Most first dates.
Owning a house, but no furniture.
All of junior high.
The exact moment when,
brandishing your knife,
you realize that you are in a gunfight.
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now this poem is posted on two blogs at the same time. POETRY FOR ALL.
Even the haters
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