2.04.2009

My Friend's House

As I stood on the precipice of a
conversation I really didn't want
to watch I thought back to my boyhood when
there was this film of something similar

to what my friend had borrowed the day that
I played a part in a situation-
al comedy that lasted only four
hours each episode due to errors

in the whole cavernous system in which
all our words seemed to reverberate the
love that dare not speak its name; I'm talking
about teeth shut up in a box of our

fears, which are too numbered to be counted
by amateurs like myself or my friend.

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