Paul Tanner

“poem”

the fuck is this?

these here spikes

of words

coming out from

the left of the page?

this quest for

the next line

this quest for

THE line:

that one solid spike

of words

tighter

than a banjo string.

tighter

than your daughter.

indestructible lines.

lines carved forever

into the stone

of the page.

never for money,

always for love

… unlike your daughter.

seriously, what’s it all about?

I don’t know.

but if you do it

right,

you can get away with it

even if

you’re not actually

saying anything

about anything.

apart from your daughter,

of course.

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