Letters from the Other Side of the Rain.
DISCLAIMER: All poetry found herein is, like all poetry, based on true fiction.Monday, April 17, 2006
Dear Humanity,
For the longest time
People have been telling us
That so many things are irrelevant.
But we say,
"Why don't you look at the woman next to you
The woman in the red dress
Her white teeth are trying to tell you something
Why don't you turn and listen to them?"
A glance from a woman in a red dress had a chance at changing your life
Forty seconds ago.
That's poetry, because it's true.
And when that is true, nothing is irrelevant.
I turned on the TV last night
And a comedian said "Maybe they just have short legs and long arms."
And then everyone laughed.
I don't think I get it.
Cookies,
Kat
For the longest time
People have been telling us
That so many things are irrelevant.
But we say,
"Why don't you look at the woman next to you
The woman in the red dress
Her white teeth are trying to tell you something
Why don't you turn and listen to them?"
A glance from a woman in a red dress had a chance at changing your life
Forty seconds ago.
That's poetry, because it's true.
And when that is true, nothing is irrelevant.
I turned on the TV last night
And a comedian said "Maybe they just have short legs and long arms."
And then everyone laughed.
I don't think I get it.
Cookies,
Kat
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