Open Poetry #26 |
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Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
we took the pills what else was there to do the book I was reading was 300 pages old and I still had 400 more so a little diversion from that was a welcome mistake I remember my eyes going out for awhile to check on the sun and the speakers in my head reckoning with the volume she began to undress praising the tactfulness of the heat and addressing me with grandeur I stuck my head in the tub and forced the cold water on in the drain I saw nothing for a very long time and then my fawn came and talked me back into the front room we began to do what we always do and I suppose there is nothing wrong with that I woke a few hours later with her entrenched near my side dreaming struggling to my feet I pulled a tray of burritos from the fridge and heated the oven to accommodate them there was enough vodka to kill a horse and so I intervened on behalf of the beast the jazz is crackling it dances on waves of smoke the overhead is dimmed to an agreeable frequency she still slumbers and I still linger in a world where nothing interferes with my good time [This message has been edited by Drexler_McStyles (05-29-2003 07:24 PM).] |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
sounds like quite a day! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"and so I meddled in the affairs of the beast" ![]() Okay... I'm impressed. Only a few have met the beast while baking burrito. ![]() Egads man. This brought back times in my life better left forgot. shaking me head but? yeah...smiling too. ![]() sheesh. mutter. good stuff! ![]() AND? You write it real. I like that. Muchos Gracias. ![]() *hic* |
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