Sport 5: Spring 1990
The Meaningful Poem
I am alone with my meaning.
Disputes have a way of defining
where you stand. Like behind the door?
Be committed to your garage.
You can always toss off a hot bargain.
It's no joke being a drastic trough.
I have executed a bust.
Now I am waiting for a title of sufficient means.
The moon has been asking soft questions.
You come home to die in the language
says the actor.
It's all over when you get down to it.
Do you take my meaning?