P.S.: =)

CANSEE
i can see cansee, i can:
and she is the long & lost gaze,
eyelid-batter,
coy-smile, invisible wink-wink
with me not inbetween,
never inbetween though once again
i am signalling to antennae. but: she
is the skinnier, longer-haired,
shinier, smilier, happier
would-be me if i was born
with another face in another
race projected over tv screens
in every living room across AMERICA!
but the problem is only this moment, this
electricity once again not running across
my personal powerlines, never across
my powerlines, i can see cansee &
once again i want to wish and hope and
improve but right now i know to
just wallow.
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sitting in frontiers lecture for the
first time, i declared majors:
english & film finally finalized.
and if i
break this
little paragrpah
in the proper places it would be
a poem.