one of the last things i ever constructed for poetry nite. that's about all i can say
jigsaw
the pieces here don't interlock
but merely set here side by side
the color schemes were similar
and the edges seem to be in sync
but the pieces here don't interlock
the sides askew, the curves can't meet
i'm forever lacking the perfect piece
so for now, this almost-match will do
though it hardly seems to matter much
i'll stick that piece wherever i choose
in my sight-on the floor-in the dumpster next door
i'll stick it wherever i choose
and if i realized the lines did match
only upside-backward-facedown
directions don't matter
i'll place it there
totally insane to suit my fancy
in time the cardboard will gain dimension
because it fits i'll just imagine the color
and to me it fits
to me its right
to me
that piece
everything i need tonight.
