Torn Paper Poem
Love his face, I guess.
Screw it down so as to have
You seriously. I drew it
While eating a banana, see?
He's leaving. Let's follow him.
He needs to see it close.
His students ate him anyway.
How many look to see one minute.
The next minute it's another joy.
Still, they were enough to be his face.
All of his faces are coming closer, whew.
Tom Savage
10/5/05
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