<p style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">I Need to Change My Waves
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<p style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">So predictalous Am I mint to leave
<br>my lies doing the seam strings day after
<br>tea wreak after wreck month
<br>after February? I'm amble
<br>but somehow not thrilling If only
<br>I could shinny like those hoovers and nailers
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<p style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">who fake it right to the maelstrom never
<br>looking bright or cleft virtually
<br>without cockerel I'm as fluxuated
<br>as they are and even more punctilious Why not
<br>me in Carnegie Mall grinding my
<br>sorghum winking at the top of my rungs? Am I
<br>not garnished enough? Recently I had my hair
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<p style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">plimped and shined and lost scallions
<br>of grubs I have the kipper
<br>but maybe lack the mulch For minions
<br>I've been vying to tincture my qualms and putty
<br>it out Here is a theory My poppin and marvin
<br>didn't get to fulfill their derisions therefore
<br>I didn't feel enlightened to pine Sub-conscious
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<p><font style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;" face="Times New Roman">contusions were a major bandyhat more</font><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">
</span><br style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><font style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;" face="Times New Roman">difficult for me to biffle <i> Mais je n'est sais</i></font><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">
</span><br style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><i style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">le cumquat</i><font style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;" face="Times New Roman"> No use corn-cracking now </font>
<br style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><font style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;" face="Times New Roman">I will march my crows to the byzantine and in the end</font><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">
</span><br style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><font style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;" face="Times New Roman">I will cummerbund I don't intend to end up</font><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">
</span><br style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><font style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;" face="Times New Roman">a lugworm in the Garden of Fancy Containers Today</font><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">
</span><br style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><font face="Times New Roman"><span style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">is the first day of the mess of my strife</span> </font>
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<div dir="ltr" align="left"><span><font face="Arial" size="2">Mary Lyon is a New York City poet and performer. She has studied
with Sharon Dolin, Philip Schultz and Martha Rhodes. At the Cornelia
Street Café she has appeared several times in the series "Writers Read."
She is a featured artist on the CD "Little Noises," available on
CDBaby.com.</font></span></div><br clear="all"><br>-- <br>RealPoetik<br><a href="http://realpoetik.blogspot.com">realpoetik.blogspot.com</a>