Open Poetry #39 |
cathy school ques |
Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
brittle fingers of cajun wood bending tin into riddle middles like the minds of juju juries hearded silent by the wind hound hens worship their gossip lapping church pew nectar for second hand salvation swiftly spit by the bros of blow before some morning after sends them back to spin sin again to redo their undone dues with a knife side shivering like the ice machine savior bobble head jesus without a chevy keeping his heals cool just a step above the drain to hades where all weekends have sixty days ______________ daark scribblenote: uppidity district (old money) for couple of month vacations behind the shades of saint barbie town..low crime if of a high dime persuasion. |
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
There use to be a huge and ancient oak tree as the old highway wove through town... somewhere on a corner... is it still there? Or did progress rake its leaves clean? |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms sun, there are a couple of places that would fit that image on the old road yes |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"where all weekends have sixty day" I need to apply for one of these weekends Stranger darlin' enjoyed this work |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ladyone, thanks hon |
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