poemranker ::Replying

ReplyTo a comment on The Feild In Which I Live by Fear of Garbage.

Bill Z Bub28 Feb 2003

i before e.
what does it mean?
e after i,
this poem is fine.

in fact i think it may haunt my confined sleep tonight.
the mouth on the face of the man spitting blood,
breathing life and death by the fence...
brrrrrrrrr.