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By j. knipp Date: 2006 Apr 09 Comment on this Work [[2006.04.09.00.57.15844]] |
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(If Love were) the Draw Strings of a garbage bag. The Bag, White cellaphane, crosshatched pattern interwoven for "Extra Strength." And your fingers work those strings A tight little knot melted into a stubborn peach pit of plastic. And the roomate's cat moans, facing the door like it's the West Wall But your fingers still find no purchase in that knot The neglected lettuce sits to one side, on the linoleum Browning, dying But the knot holds And the knot holds |