SUBJECT>Re: a dream poem('s lovely demise) POSTER>Yoly EMAIL> DATE>1108675370 IP_ADDRESS>CFGW78.mybrighthouse.com PASSWORD>aaiEZds5BDMEY PREVIOUS>83553 NEXT> 83556 IMAGE> LINKNAME> LINKURL>

Ryan-

"a fetus curl of my lip
will tell you that love is

but a narrow escape." Dandy line, dandy.

I was a bit perplexed though -
Is he wanting to leave his love?

You've a way with words, I tell ya.

Yoly

:
:                
: [ a dream poem('s lovely demise) ]

: To my dearest Aphasia,

: In the morning I will Be Zzz-ing
: in your Cabana, honey, a fetus curl of my lip
: will tell you that love is

: but a narrow escape. A Gestalten interpretation
: is preferred: presuppose I am burning
: a suitcase in your symbolic swimming pool:
: Gasoline David must have lit it!
: I light everything on heartfire.

: What do the Policemen think?
: I Be rodent smoke! I Be busted!
: I Be come the behemoth zebra

: I scuttle off: "this
: perplexing stentorian sashay is
: ambling catastrophe You Claxon!
: You Klaxon You
:
:                               so
: sad girl/
:
:                To
: perform the chassé
:
:                in
: dancing, To move in
:
:                a
: side way manner-ship

: When the child leads with a left: a foot drags
: right heavy upon my get-a-way

: O my head! brainache ergo a severe calx in my
: chest
:
:                my
: demise
: fluxing lime/burnt lime/

: unslaked nightrain wets my heart puddle
: the reflection
:
:                is
:
:                               unnerved
:
:                               by
: A Tennis Shoe--The.
: Love,
: Be
: * * * * *