Wednesday, July 11, 2012


It’s hard to deconstruct one’s friends,
with all their curvatures and bends,
unfathomable modes and ends.

It’s harder still to let them be
as if their blunt cracked oddity
were not some stunt – perversity!

Ah, but then: their sweet nonsense! –
so richly packed – so strangely dense:
that’s recompense.


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