Bewildering Stories

A Piece of True-Life Metapoetry Passing for Fiction Disguised as a Dramatic Monologue

R.E. Dorsal

From the mind of a flying beaver (I know you're sick of them already)...

If I only knew
what to do
with you,
poem,
I'd write an ode or a villanelle or a sonnet.
No, um,
Actually I wouldn't write anything, darn it.

Why?
But I
would try

to
write it through
if I only knew...



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Copyright 2002 by R.E. Dorsal and Bewildering Stories.