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I finally found a book of poems I like
and am savoring them;
limiting them and rereading them
because they remind me there is someplace
other then here.

Maybe it's the questions that never end
that drive me to such madness,
or that damn speeding ticket
(that is still unpaid)
that mocks me from the tabletop.

Are you sure you want to delete this?
No?
Yes?
What's the right answer?
That one over there:

Okay, I'll go with that.
It's a nice shade of orange anyway.

She always said "orange" with an "a".

Today;
as compared to yesterday,
and could not possibly be tomorrow
(I hope)
he wore bondage
and I wanted to play.

But alas,
he is not mine to tie up.
Damn him for teasing me so-
this is the answer to question
one hundred and three.
How interesting,
I shall remember to forget that as soon as I can
But for now
I can relish in the fact that
I learned yet another tidbit
(Heh, that's such a cool word)
of useless information;
it can go on my shelf next to my eyes
that I ripped out after realizing
they were beautiful.