Some Nights
Some nights
while my son sleeps
I kneel in his room
completing his unfinished wooden towers
and hoping, when he wakes,
he won't waste his time
completing mine.
Sept. '99
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Centralizing my scattered blitherings: a smattering of poems and poem-like phoneme clusters from the past decade, in no particular order.
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