Which is poems of modern ideas in traditional poetry forms, rhyming poems and rhythmic poems plus some less proper items, jokes, epigrams, etc.
Sunday, 17 October 2010
At the disco
Don't think about it.
Don't let the thought brush across your mind.
Don't let even the flicker of a thought cross your mind.
Don't let the faintest shadow of a flicker . . . .
She's just too young.
(In her thirties at most.)
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