Date: Sun, 08 Dec 2002 21:07:45 -0500
Subject: 


browsing old hard drives...
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i wrote a poem
or
what
i call
a poem
sometimes

         and i deleted it

the computer swallowed the words without a sound

greedy greedy computer

eating up words

words i can't
afford
to throw away

                 but its not poetry i need to write
                 my poetry is not
                 my life's work
         to
         day

which is why
the rain doesn't mean
any
thing to me
today

                 which is what i was writing about in that last poem which 
the computer swallowed

the rain, the music
they
don't mean anything to
day


- December 1996
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Radhika Gajjala

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