Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.40.0201080337380.29908-100000@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>,
"WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines" <WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA>
Subject:
Date: Tue, 8 Jan 2002 03:37:50 -0500 (EST)
- //////////////// this bangs me hard //////////////// //////////////// upon the head //////////////// //////////////// this metal plate //////////////// //////////////// into me fed //////////////// //////////////// i am the bard //////////////// ////// /////// of air and lead ////// /////// ///// ///#////// i learned to hate ///// ///#////// ///// ///#////// when it was said ///// ///#////// ///// ///#////// i had been barred ///// ///#////// //////###/////// i'd soon be dead //////###/////// //////////////// it was my fate //////////////// //////////////// to death i'm wed //////////////// //////////////// this poem is marred //////////////// //////////////// it's rhyme i'll shed //////////////// //////////////// it's not too late //////////////// //////////////// i'm almost healthy //////////////// _