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Sheila Frances Louise

I keep my divorce papers
with my underwear, top drawer, in fact,
so that each morning while dressing,
I resolve again,
to stop following my prick around.

No offence now...

Declaration of Dependence

I HAVE LOST MY SMALL WAR WITH GOD STOP I WRITE
THIS SO AS TO SUE FOR PEACE STOP KNOWING UNCONDITIONAL
SURRENDER THE ONLY TERMS AVAILABLE STOP I ACCEPT STOP

SEND COLLECT

- Dancing Alone: Selected Poems 1960-1990 Broken Jaw Press, 2005)

From the Ottawa Poems: #11

Your hair electric, on legs &
traces on breasts, skin tone,
sly ripples of pleasure,
distant explosions
in my ears & always
a burning within
& me lost in my own confusions.

You see I am not inclined
to discretion,
can offer only
obvious love
to all beautiful people--
at night your silence
keeps me awake.

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