9/3/14

why, eh?

















i rode home today
against the wyeth like landscape
and wondered
which i had been
to you
helga or betsy?

i identified with helga. 
her braids
and 
your rash ideals
about watercolor behavior

but, too,
the gristmill resolve
of betsy
realizing that often
silence is the most 
aggressive tone 


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