Open Poetry #35 |
Joining The Dead Poets Society |
James_A_Fraser Senior Member
since 2003-09-03
Posts 972Out Making Anticlines |
Joining The Dead Poets Society Eventually your IQ goes down enough you stand by munching Starbursts and Jarrell while they wash you out that you can justify even Los Angeles the blasting flavor of bluegrass on rye worms, the smell of whiskey or you set your fever on one oh seven rising times three with roses Pooh has Christmas in July if not for thoses with a creak of turnbuckle or fast snap it's a wild ride and mayonnaise doesn't help she'll gag shy by it or the black steel mosquito waiting always hungry but starts in brimstone and April is the cruellest month waiting like caramel apples and Snow White pleasure from the tiny grate and tick of metal on clean metal and if the Prince kisses me awake I'll break his nose |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
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wow...I loved that ending |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Jamie Very interesting and playful...very much enjoyed by me!! |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Eventually your IQ goes down enough you stand by munching Starbursts and Jarrell while they wash you out that you can justify even Los Angeles LOL... The overall tone of this is distressingly dark... even the humor has a hard edge! This is a change of style for you but utterly delightful... I love the ending! |
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