Formento's poetry

Xtian girl is scaring you?
lemon balm heart
with donna kuhn

Xtian girl is scaring you?
What's tree
outside working with these poems again was o no the pain

prefer plums.) the people
who
have
fig
trees.
prefer
climates.
find hard pears (we call them
dad
& very hard.
anyway, sorry to confuse you unexplained
cut
heading, an
e-mail. dont
send
never
felt
art
poetics?
maybe i dont
communicate right. the
book i
just
today is a copy of amys book that u wanted. i
previous e-mails. sometimes people say i dont
drooled
dont
understand turn on the
never
sent
pic.

all those personas.
i hope i didnt bum u out You're posting my book today? Friend,
Augie's poetry
friend's back cover photo that he had to
of the book.
letter
galley of slow dance version . . .
Kris & projected
Kris 'makes' people
friend claimed
of old amy and alethea letters before e-mail was
rich harris
played the tape
players
pic. ricks
now, if i cd, I remember now cuz the
ms. donna sir
kid in Peanuts
The little tomboy baseball
player.

course i never
told
im sure she
times or u wdnt feel this way, but visit/dont visit,
i didnt realize: youre right about the definition of performance art. mike in the lower east side, circa 1962, with some guy reading

I never saw a snake
apartment &
people in New
Orleans? a poem to the
drip (word) drip (word.)
call it performance art. cuz its weird.I wish they'd just call it theater. but
yours sounded like fun./ ive moved so many times i have no idea what my boulder
address was, i
cd
see
mountains. i dont
big
envelope im trying to remember who called lucy sir. thats evil. ugh, thought i had made more
neighborhood, as children, would talk about having big plans
house &
kinds of events . . anyway, it was the first time Mark had
Kris freaked & called her best friend & her husband
thought I had
Maybe Mark ended up calling me for help packing anyway.
so
ok im
freaking
live on planet
new
calls me ms
donna
painting.
sounded pretty dinosaurs. im out there, thats what he said. read the poet spitting elevators at the sky, female version
out cuz theres

that is my bio pic. check

women... (o
if you want to maintain the mystery.)
thought"
about
k
old for rapid serial boyfriend collecting. sign. cant hack it
sticking
pics of hot
women
on
his
site? if thats true i have to throw up now. maybe
they dont exist
hot
virtual visual robot personas.

advice
i dont want to
do her book cuz
she's
nuts
say im
slept
thru all my e-mails regarding the cost of color copying rick said illuminated, not illustrated cuz then
people are
butterflies with my poem. dont
like
interesting but i
cant
people
that
artists Amy's
book
&
my
illuminated page . . .
called in boyfriend
easier
to cut her out of my life. Yeah, I told Amy she was wasting her time
cut
boxed individual works that he claims he's
writer create 100,000 individual works in a
buddha could live long enough. the book is called cloth of unexplained
dance. print
of
slow dance version, illuminated. york.
thank god. maybe the movie was called turtle
name
dont even wanna
visit
again
if i
cant
stay. Middle Aged love symbolized by a turtle
Long gone. 'maiden' name
was
big
deal
name . . .
talked
at
lives
never
rude & I thought
it
better
to meet the boyfriend than cut her out of my life
book? i dont
understand
people
who
dont
understand
dont make any sense.
art
saying
i
make no sense but if u dig deeper my work
im
not
sure
if
thats true. i never heard of a tortuous turtle but
supposed
to
visit? book or
u
book
with an actual book and making art out of
a broken
interests
strange and
interesting.

was work that
would
offend
that
may
change I think the reason why poets like
unexplained
dance is
that dont' exist. why people
poetry
don't
like poetry. i
dont
know
why
i
sew his book.

i
cant
gonna
send
poems. sounds
like
finished. Big
beautiful
great
art.
draft
state
(if
that's
what
this
jack, I love that phrase, "cloth of
unexplained
dance."
copy
to
the
lady
in
question. right
address i am having the weirdest time
copy
of
our
book.
i
had
this
please
ive been
turned
big fragile beautiful mess, so
copy
cherries on
tho i
havent
lived
in
ny walking dream; dream on,
woman
fish shouting
eagle

lunch wd be great; i had
lemon balm
heart slow
dance
disappeared into beige paper.

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