I’m going to the store
but I won’t be back.
On the shelf
near the box
is the answer
I find.
Making sense never seemed more possible
On my way
between the tears and folds
like popcorn
it comes out of the bowl.
But remi is always there
willing to scoop it up.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
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