Sunday, February 8, 2009

Philosophy of Poetry

At the limit
imposed by infinity I find that slowly
withering correspondent corpses shed more
light on the bloated morbidity of language
than on any shift in the measure or medium
of this millenium. I Punctuate because that
is who I am. I believe in Oxford Commas. When
I die, my obituary will capitalize my name, and
profoundly place each period before a double space.

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