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Poems with the tag ‘ripping’

Boy watches

Boy watches girl sitting on bananas–
surrounded in road signs, pin-ups, and pop-ups–
ripping CD’s and a heart far away bleeding,
making a “love-making” mix for a friend
for his 21st and last birthday.
One more cuticle from a hangnail,
as actions appoint us owners of everyone’s future;
deciding right and wrongs momentarily–
autonomous and lonely as a form-filled mailbox.


Easy as 1-2-3 CD Creator

These bytes eat me up inside easy as 1-2-3 CD Creator
And we pass them along and burn
Bumps on plastic discs, bumps on a moral road;
A digital dilemma of legality as we share our data.
Didn’t Mrs. Jordan tell us to share in kindergarten?
As we justify . . . it was on the radio . . .
And file-share our music on the campus networks.



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