CONVENIENCE STORE DREAM NUMBER THREE
one thousand dollars
for a toilet, you put it
in the back of the van
and the you would not
stop touching me—
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CONVENIENCE STORE DREAM NUMBER THREE
one thousand dollars
for a toilet, you put it
in the back of the van
and the you would not
stop touching me—
Tags: Uncategorized
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May 11th, 2008 at 5:52 pm
I sincerely apologize for using your poem without your knowledge. I thought I had sent a trackback to your site, but they are not always a sure thing, as I have learned recently with boxes full of trackback spam. Next time I use someone else’s content I will be more careful.
If you would like me to remove it, I would be happy to, but I really enjoyed your poem, and the many others on your site. I only hoped to share it with everyone else. Just let me know.