metamorphicon

a poem i wrote after the nyc earthquake

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Metamorphicon 

The day the world shook		you said	
	Someone will try to make something poetic about nothing
I’m someone
       trying to make my phonetics sound good for something
looking where there’s nowhere left to look

I'm missing my cue 		running into my old self on the downtown Q
Everyone’s dressed for an event I wasn’t invited to 
             
     I search for people in a world I thought I knew
but everyone’s mad 
and I’m just pouting in my room     like a brat
  writing checks  my body can’t find    

I was lost then    and so blind	 	
I was young 
but I didn’t know that       
at the time

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