To Bob: april '97

To Bob; because
no one's ever written
one of these:

I lie and state I
hate you.
I fib and say I
don't
I wait for you to
love the things you
won't
13 dialectics in May
won't dissuade you.
The places you'll go
have too many smiles
My need is up and
down the aisles.
(yuck.)