Monday, June 29, 2009

composed 6-28-09 between 11:45 pm and 12:00 am

knows what she wants, says nothing.

how frightening to say, "I'm done."

burying herself inside, she marries him.

sirens moan outside, man closes window.

-susan

1 comment:

  1. I love the first one.

    third one reminds me of "cath" (death cab). I love the idea of distilling a story down to its most minimum details. that song could be distilled to this six word poem!

    I also like the idea of mixing the genres of poetry and fiction in these. like the sensory details of poetry combined with the narrative of fiction.

    ok enough!

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