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Unit 00
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Write about a year ago. twenty one ways to di...
Saturday, April 24, 2004

Write about a year ago.



twenty one ways to dissect a woman



I

A woman is only one

With herself.



II

A man and a woman

Is not one.

They are two

Divided by emotions

And genitals.



III

If she wears lipstick

The color of blood

She is passionate.

The color of blood varies.



IV

It is a conspiracy

Among corporations

To never have congruous

Measurements.

Jeans vary in size

The way hips vary size.



V

A woman is not notches in a headboard.

Or in a little black book.

Or her measurements.

Or her IQ.

Or candles on a cake.



VI

Upon marital status:

The box next to "Mrs." does not need

To be filled in.



VII

The mirror does not reflect.

She does.



VIII

Eyes are nice

But blue eyes

Are not to be trusted.

Sorry Frankie.



IX

Sensuous are hands

Like a sculptor

Or a bass player.

But she cannot be played

Like a fiddle.



X

Honey glazed throats

Pour over her soul.

She falls in love with sound.

Sinatra and Scottsmen

are inducive of swoons.



XI

Lips

And fingertips

Will never lick a truth.

But she does love

A good lie.



XII

Size matters.

Small words

Do big wonders.



XIII

Her toes are off limits.



XIV

If she is at one

She will not wear shoes

Despite discomfort.



XV

She is free:

Sneezes

And breezes

Maternity leaves

A tale of Greensleeves

Long in the dust.



XVI

Talent is never wasted.

It is only

misplaced.



XVII

Musculature of mind

Dictates

Desires.

She can convince herself

Of the most

Incredible

Innane

Insane

Things.



XVIII

She loves.



XIX

She lives.



XX

And walks in beauty

Like the night.



XI

But she is never

Ever

A poem.


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