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
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:
: [ 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
: * * * * *