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SpitFire
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0 posted 2001-01-14 11:43 PM


Dry Bread Discarded

Only over breakfast have we spoken of the spill.    
Release it's disease, it's so alive yet,...  
it was the death penalty all over again.
It was love on the cover of today's paper.  
Spoiled! - It’s rotten!
Gigantic waves of face -  
around the globe, yeah, in 90 days(or less)  
I could have made it somehow.  
I lived through this transition
and the last.  
I could spell a thousand words with letters,    
overused - overexposed.
I could write - in cursive.
I could dance with my creations.  
I could bare the essentials - in lyric,  
or speak in cashmere tongue.  
But instead, I sit across from death,...
in skin, so the same it seems.
To tip your hat on half a day
or tango with the queen.
I tried - to wash,
to purge the stains remaining.
I tried to taste the morning,
mouth sticky tired with sleep,
across from death,...in skin,
and dry bread - discarded.






[This message has been edited by SpitFire (edited 01-15-2001).]

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Severn
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1 posted 2001-01-15 12:50 PM


Me like...me like...

EXCELLENT again SF...you're one of my favs you know...
K

catalinamoon
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2 posted 2001-01-15 06:40 PM


Wow, quite stunning, as you have summed up the peculiar situation we so often face. Great write.
Be happy.
Sandra

insect
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3 posted 2001-01-16 12:17 PM


Love your Fire Fire!
Joel the wolf
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4 posted 2001-01-16 02:27 AM


You have a great punch kid.
love you
Joel.

I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel.

Christopher
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5 posted 2002-05-23 02:34 PM


discarded... caught this one somehow... and thought i'd bring it back up... half the time i don't have a clue where you're going, but i love how you get there.

peace n' hugs

C

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6 posted 2002-05-23 05:04 PM


I could bare the essentials - in lyric,  
or speak in cashmere tongue.  
But instead, I sit across from death,...
in skin, so the same it seems.

Loved those lines, loved them!

~* Tell someone in your family that you love them today *~

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