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Friday, March 19, 2004

a poem by Allison

Allison says:
And now I wait.

Lacy says:
For what?

Allison says:
One hour, sixteen minute, zero to do until then.

Lacy says:
Ah.

Lacy says:
Ok, here's something to do.

Allison says:
ok

Lacy says:
Write me a poem using the words habit, reduction, library, and generosity, in that order.

Allison says:
Can I use different tenses of these words?

Lacy says:
yes

Allison says:
Ok here ya go

Allison says:
A dirty habit, or a normal habit, that is the question.
A normal habit for one becomes a death sentence for another.
Fear.
Anger.
Rebellion.
Illness.
Reduction.
Death...
Wasn't there supposed to be more time?
Time
For One
Was Generous.
Time
For One
Was Cruel.
Unforgiving.
And all because she asked more out of Life than Life could give.
A patron in the library of Events.


We prefer Events over limitations, that was her choice, that was her crime.

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