where memory stops
By Sandra Selig, Vacant Dragon à la Subverted Lips
how ruffled you seem
you’ve taken all the poetry out of it, haven’t you?
i’m sorry
it may not make much sense to you
(SIGHS)
i promise it’s worthwhile
(PHONE RINGS)
(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)
Footnote: this poem was created using the Holding Patterns constraint as the starting point.