Today's poem is by Ben Doyle
Each Thing Charged
each thing, charged
with ought, bendsbreaks light, which
is ought butpart star. Ought
is, I seein the thick
book, a vulgar corruption.Someone heard
someone sayan aught when
they said anaught. Each thing,
charged with anaught, bends,
breaks light bad.I am not
a vulgar corruption.Let's play oughts
and crossesin this tree
time is nota line. You
blocked me withyour crosses. Cat
wins, random fortunate cat.The tree bleeds
the blood gums,blubs, smells positively
Jemima.My head, it
ought to havea cap like
that, yellow,threaded, and
all. Each thingought to too
the stars are contagious.
Copyright © 2003 Ben Doyle All rights reserved
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