Scout

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The truth only emerges
  on Saturdays
     after eleven,
when cigarettes become a better option
than coffee, or taking off my clothes
is easier than driving home.
Honestly,

do you ever believe anyone who begins
a sentence this way?  Believe me,
I never lie.

There will be no toast and jam tomorrow,
no crosswords in bed.  
They have already been said.

Coincidence is the advantage we take of it.
To tell you the truth,
I haven't seen my jeans yet.
Can I just crash here?
I promise we won't argue any longer.
Scout's honour.

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WickedEveWickedEvealmost 15 years ago
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Really good. I should be reading this poem in a book/magazine/something-with-paper.

bluebellbluebellalmost 15 years ago
A Fine Work

This is an amazing poem and it hit me just right, though that's not why I love it so much. It's the perfect post-it note plea bargain. The phrasing is genius and the wording is both spiky and wheedling. It was mentioned in today's poetry reviews if you want to come by. Thanks so much for sharing!

TzaraTzaraalmost 15 years ago
I know I'm biased to like your poems,

but I think this one is exceptional. It's vivid, yet restrained, and slightly elegiac or maybe resigned. Just really, really good.