Razor
Carving this same face
out of soap, each morning
slightly less perfectly
Don't worry about people stealing an idea. If it's original, you will have to ram it down their throats.
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Red Boots On Way down Geneva All along Vine, Deeper than the snowdrift Love's eyes shine: Mary Lou's walking In…