by Melanie Browne
There’s a lot
of talk in poetry
circles about
the poetic voice
Your poetic voice
is kind of an asshole!
Just thought you should know
but really,
you're more interesting
than the others
with all their
metered mumbo-jumbo
and when I lie down
at night,
my poetic voice and
your poetic voice
get freaky
July 6, 2009
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