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They Come On
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They Come On |
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leafseranade Member
since 2001-07-06
Posts 118Wisconsin, USA |
they come on in short bursts like a hiccuup exploding through a vein they come on like summer quick thunderstorms rain splatered windshield one... two... up to thirty drops stopped sun out they come on come out like a spider in a corner of a room look back to scream softly and he is gone escaped through a crack they come on in flicker lights porch lamps stranger stares salesman's pitch to housewife holding a milk bottle on some golden storybook afternoon [This message has been edited by leafseranade (05-22-2002 10:41 PM).] |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
The thirty drops made me think of the thirty pieces of silver for some reason.  I really loved this. And yr name rocks the Casbah. Leafy!She said burn ... together. |
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