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November 27, 2004
1:07 AM
warm bath

I went in to take a warm bath
Put the stopper in the drain and
I opened up the water and
I filled it to the brim and thenv I laid back turned it on and

Then i got a piece of paper
And I floated it on water
On its back until it sank and
Tore itself into a thousand
Small wet pieces each a poem

I laid back took out the stopper
And i watched a thousand poems
Circle down the drain departing
I dried off dressed wrote this poem
No one knows how he got started