A Poetry Sporadical of Repeating Forms
A Poetry Sporadical of Repeating Forms
Lisa, she says, hey
it’s me,
Michelle. Right.
In the mall here
uh, huh.
So hi,
like, hi.
So, hey,
so how’s it goin’ huh?
Yeah, me
and Angel, here
by The Gap. Right.
Just hangin’, right?
Angel says hi
and where
are you? Hey
so tell me,
how’s it goin’, huh?
Good, huh?
Good, right?
Oops, lemme
get that—just say hi
real quick to Jordan. Hey,
Jordan, hi there.
Yeah, we’re here
in the mall, uh huh.
By Victoria’s Secret. Hey
listen, can I get right
back to you? Great. Say hi
to Eric for me.
Hey, Lisa, so it’s me
again, here
again. So hi.
No! Michelle. Uh huh.
Yeah, right
by Old Navy. Hey,
cool, huh, our saying hi like this,
you and me. Hey, there you go,
right, we’re connected.
Richard Swanson lives in Madison, Wisconsin where he reads, writes and gardens. His Men in the Nude in Socks won the Posner Prize from the Council for Wisconsin Writers in 2006, and his latest book, out this year, is Not Quite Eden. Both works are available from Fireweed Press.