June 11,
1983 7:45 p.m.
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
"Hand Made Down Ma's Waking Pains"
I'm feigning my conversations wherein my
mirror image listens attentively
to my rambling passages
and corrects papers
while I fu*k convention in the other room
boats in the night
pass interminably silent
shortsighted stumbling blocks out the sun
of
God damned irrationality
Communication with an answering
machine
is difficult at best
copyright 1999-2008 by Michael F. Nyiri
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