I began to weep.
The syntax, the clarity
the right words
but sentimental
the good and bad of it
to pretend
old feelings are new
desire emotion without
paying for it.
I want the luxury of thrift
shopping for words
to give feelings shape
get easily at what’s wrong
to elaborate, enchanted
and perplexed
with style of articulation
digital surround sound
a fetish of detail
wary of metaphor
and something evasive.
From “Notes in a Sentimental Mood” by Terrance Hayes, pages 16 – 17 in American Poet, Volume 38, Spring, 2010
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