Wednesday, October 27, 2004

Editing / snapshot poem

toast pops up
but i don't hear it
head stuck in pages
moving 16 to 21
between 5 and 6
and deleting

always cutting back
like a manic gardener
in spring
head full of ideas
hands pumping secateurs

lives thrown around
under the knife
(just who is
the news editor
of reality?)

... oh, and
the day outside
looks sunny
(maybe that can go
on page 13
which was
the old page 7 ...

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