By kevin urenda, kluless70@hotmail.com
Date: 7 July 2000
casting lots
To win love
as if it were some kind of door prize
I answered to a name
not my own
but, then, no love worth having
is ever given away
if you need to be present to win
no contest I have to fill out a form to enter
no game I know the rules of
can ever substitute for the truth of this
and even when she is not here
her name sits upon my lips
like a watchful guardian
ready to nip all comers
in the bud
ready to bury all my bad thoughts
out in the middle of nowhere
no playing to win
what I cannot contest
because she loves me...
7/4/00
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