Friday, February 17, 2012

IT


IT has to come from beyond
me flapping in on a wing &
a prayer: doves, alien invaders,
incoming information,

I want IT so bad I can’t afford
the bad-it-takes. My macular
conceptions. Pretend.

Goodie.for me.

Repelling what I ask for
resisting like rhino the
slings & arrows of
Miss Fortune.

Accentuate the negative:
lack, want, need, desire,
poverty I have with me
all ways. .

Look, the doves cry:
a deficit.

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