Anomalies

Poem #100 and I wrote this at work using only the letters from ^that word.



Soon’s a snail moan
slime line ill on saline
a lesson lost: all men lie…

An alias no name alien;
I sin no less,
Am insane—an ass…

All moons name me: alone.

Smile mama, loan me some ease,
a sail, some sol
sell me a session
mail me a sea.

Exit 17B






I have known highways
and been a one-night stand
to exit ramps.

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