Burning Words
There are words in my head
“fifty-six” I said just now
out loud, for no apparent reason
“Marconi”
“samurai”
“bivalve”
They are sounds, nothing more
disconnected
They bang about up there
ugly tourists
If I smoked
I’d write each word on a cigarette
and burn it
hear it crackle as I inhaled
watch the paper glow and draw back
“transcendent”
“ninteen”
“maybe”
the numbers most of all must go
I’m petty sure Internet Explorer breaks whenever I publish a poem. I’ll take that as a compliment. Can anyone confirm or deny that IE currently does not work? I don’t have a copy handy.
It certainly looks better in Firefox (3.0.5) than Explorer (6.0.29): explorer has it shoved 2/3 to the right within the white box, and in a narrow column which breaks the lines up and adversely affects the flow and structure of the poem.