Musings (Poetry from a Deluded Mind)
Lonesome Loser | December 28, 2008
<A HREF=”http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?ServiceVersion=20070822&MarketPlace=US&ID=V20070822%2FUS%2Funreqlove-20%2F8010%2F459e3a14-7b9f-44e4-ab24-5f7956cf08c9&Operation=NoScript” mce_HREF=”http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?ServiceVersion=20070822&MarketPlace=US&ID=V20070822%2FUS%2Funreqlove-20%2F8010%2F459e3a14-7b9f-44e4-ab24-5f7956cf08c9&Operation=NoScript”>Amazon.com Widgets</A> One loosely tied together prose-poetry offering follows: Unrequited She probably thinks some other professor is really great now, anyway. She’s the type. What type? The type who admires around indiscriminately. The intellectual’s whore. In some ways, the task for the would-be lover is to move from thinking this person is the [...]
