September 14, 2009

Fragment of a first draft

A bit of a caveat: this is the first strophe from a longer poem I am working on. Currently the poem has three strophes, but this is the only one I like at the moment. I have several ideas for how I'm going to change the final two-thirds, but I wanted to share the bit I like so far, in hopes that it will spur me on.

Part of you pours out of me in these lines from time to time

When a shirt goes missing
and I wonder if it's
in your closet, until
I remember
our closets are no longer
close enough to consume
each other's clothes
Laundry condemned to
mere oblivion

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