Here is the last three lines of the poem, if you want the whole thing, go here:
So what is it, this moon-shaped blankness?
What the hell is it? America is perplexed.
We would fix it if we knew what was broken.
the slapdash and haphazard spewings and outbursts of a liberal feminist
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i heart writer's almanac. i get quote of the day too. i'll send you the link.
CK
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