Punctuating YouA Poem by Penulis KecilInspired by Rebecca McClanahan's Teaching A Nephew To Type, this one sort of built itself.a colon, i heard in a poem once, is a beginning: something is yet to come
sometimes i think that's you but that would be too narrow a focus and that's not you at all
no, you are broad- broad back, broad shoulders
broad viewpoint
the future, the past, the present, the bigger picture
while i am focused headily, heavily, consumingly on the details
like did you know the dot above the i is called a tittle? and the little squiggly line (the one impersonating an ocean wave), a tilde
and how you remind me of the ae grapheme (or maybe just its cousin the ampersand?) when you hold me in your sleep, entwinning our arms and our legs like you're afraid i'll try to escape;
and sometimes it's the 'at' i think of- something ordinary made unique by a little twisting and curling and let's face it you're pretty twisted;
and how you remind me of a period all solid and dependable and so damn sure on the outside
but you can't have the uncertainty of an elipsis without the certainty of a triplet of periods, can you? Because sometimes I think you're the hash.
(i told you you were twisted, i'm not talking about drugs)
but the hash, trying to put a definition on something- give it a number and make it clear, ending part of something so something new can begin;
and if I told you this you'd pull together our Italian lessons and tell me, sei matto! you're crazy!
and you're right.
you don't even like punctuation. © 2012 Penulis KecilAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorPenulis KecilCaboolture, AustraliaAboutI'm a 29 year old Australian woman who has, like most people, experienced a number of things in life. I think I'm pretty friendly, if a little odd and silly. When I'm not writing, I enjoy other cre.. more..Writing
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