The bed where/you-we once laid bare/
is now wrinkled, again./
I stare,/
and wonder, and then/
ask, and ponder:/
Do I care/
if I’ll ever make it again?
Where Tootsie Pops Now Lay: a Romantic ConTEXTING poem
The bed where/you-we once laid bare/
is now wrinkled, again./
I stare,/
and wonder, and then/
ask, and ponder:/
Do I care/
if I’ll ever make it again?
Posted in Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poetry, Uncategorized.