VII
_______________________
the human eye
barely
holds attention longer
and seeks only what it
wants
you
look on
lists, tables of contents,
menus
directories
all of these things
looking only for what
you
want
if i use the word
"fuck"
(see, you jumped a little!)
you jump a little
and flip to it
to read about
fuck
why my poems
will never lead you on
i promise
with big bold letters
on the top
of the page
or in the middle of a page
or across from some dots
with a number by its side
i've always wanted
to write a book
of poems
where the page numbers
on the TABLE OF CONTENTS
were off
so when you flip to
that poem
you will read another
that had nothing
to do
with the title
that you read
i would title a poem
"SEX WITH A HOOKER"
and make it about
my first Communion
just to tease you
but instead
i let the poems
speak
for themselves
unless, of course
i can tie it up
in a little red box
(i wish i had a little red box
to put the Devil in...)
with a bow
in BIG
BOLD
LETTERS
to make you think
about what it all is
then i will
or if
the title means
something
to
me
then it happens
to be
like my poems -
if they make sense
then the happen to be
as is
without a silly little hat
on top
just because someone wears a cowboy hat
doesn't make them a cowboy
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