Tuesday, October 25, 2005

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MAMMOGRAM (dedicated to experimental poet Arielle Greenberg)


(Ninety nine bottles of
beer
maybe it was beer

on the wall

Certainly it was a wall


(Ninety nine bottles
of beer or was it wine?
on the wall fence
shelf whatever
If one or more than
one
of those

bottles should happen to fall

but if a tree
falls in the forest and
no one is there to hear it, then what?

( It barely breathes. Certainly we
hear it or maybe not

(Ninety nine when it was dark ninety eight
when I went to my lover ninety seven
when my lover came
Ninety fucking six ……………. Maybe this is boring

(Certainly this is boring

(Maybe I can barely breathe

Anyway ….

(Ninety five …. ninety four ….
When do we stop counting?

(ninety three …. ninety two …..

Whatever ………………..