Open Poetry #46 |
hammer proof glue |
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
there is gravel on the floors on those evenings and one can feel every pebble through the leather as some slow nasty man music weeps with recognition and the eyes of a willing lipped stranger whisper recognizing my fragile sober celibacy celebration and offering to buy me a few drinks and dances as long as they are slow ones in shadows or maybe down the street at the easytoenter inn where the penthouse is by the hour mostly but she has some coupons, maybe a lifetime's worth and did I notice how she had ladylike folded there boxed up as if it were being shipped to china with the china she didn't use anymore since paper blotted up the liquor better if it spilled some and she knew we would both ruin some liquids too trying to blend them into hammer proof gluing ___________ daark |
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Eusta B. Mae Senior Member
since 2010-05-03
Posts 903 |
DS-your words keep pulling me back for another read...your art continues to amaze. ~ebm |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
EBM..thanks for the eyes here. |
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