Whitney Jones Olson
Whitney Jones Olson Poems
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i am taken aback;
i question your strength,
i put myself;
in a position you do not accord me,
and as always,
watch with a guarded
heart that is a reflection.
i wrote about you once.
About the completion of your character, and the colour of your eccentricity.
i wrote about you on a sweet, sad Spring day while taking my solace on the bittersweet ocean of deadened desire.
Although my actual perspective is long since destroyed,
i recall comparing you to a nearly nymphette cocktail waitress, and finding you wanting....
It Is, Abstractions
Your Name here:
Error code 2, please contact your program manufacturer
at Your Phone #, here:
That, sexless progeny (who disgorged me)
is not your name, here: It Is.
In another language this would never translate
so if You read this as a liberated Communist
eating a Royale with cheese