Ladies and Gentlemen: A Poem

she tore her dress
a dress covered with a dress
and covered with a dress
she tore her dress to mend it
joined by her fingers
torn by her breasts
her dress tears from within.
"The Road is Wider Than Long"
Roland Penrose
EDIT: I found the above poem looking through some of the books that had fallen off the wonky shelf in my room, which I am currently cleaning. My room, I mean.
Anyway, I'm halfway through organizing my room right now -- don't be too surprised if you see a couple more "live blogs" within the next few hours.