Treasure Island

Valerie Jupe!

(7-23-80 / San Antonio, Texas)

Robert Frost Said


Robert Frost said
that Earth is the right place for love
and everyone concedes
and feels it strong
and then moves on.

I champion that he would never know
and owe his observation
to common mortality
and the lack of human ability
to try 'love' elsewhere.

But men do not know love,
- though they use the word enough -
they think it sex and disrespect and a form of obligation
(Robert Frost, get off your cross, so I can bash your face in.)

Submitted: Tuesday, November 25, 2003
Edited: Saturday, March 13, 2010

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  • Raynette Eitel (5/29/2005 10:01:00 AM)

    Oh poor Robert Frost! Time for you to take the road less travelled and look for a kind and loving man.

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