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October 28, 2005
To My Little Pony

i enter
inasmuch doors can anticipate entrance

perhaps not as well as breasts
can anticipate
but nonetheless i begin

for the manuscript
and the man you script
and the unscripted man

all want to know
at which point her leg ends
and the legends of her extremities

before knowing her through
formaldehyde formalism
of undrinkable alcohol

here is sudden calm affect
a force but not in her source
of course

i checked
here are words
for those who compose

despite fighting the losing fight
a strange stance for those who leaving
leave no words except on the palms of their hands