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Friday, August 18, 2006

Too late for a good title, or too early

Okay, it's almost 4:00 in the morning, and I was going to post tonight, but instead got involved in re-vamping the ol' digs. I think it looks better now, and I've decided to expand the living space: no longer just musings narrowly poetic; now we consider poetry expansive enough to encompass myriad insights,experiences, writings, and life,life,life! I think that poetry is happier, now.

To celebrate and begin this new largesse, and to add some elegance to the new room, here are some lovely blue flowers that grow next door to my apartment-building.

3 comments:

  1. It looks beautiful, love! Looking forward to the musings...

    xoxo

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  2. A quick experiment with rhythm-
    on a subject I thought you might understand as a fellow caffine addict...






    64 cold in the "Big Gulp" cup,
    24 hot for a liquid lunch,
    32 for 'sup,
    now it's 12 o'what?
    what's up?
    it's Me,

    Caffiend

    rolling, spun crashing again
    technical knockout
    count to ten
    pour me another
    can you lend a buck?
    now it's 12 o'what?
    what's up?
    it's Me,

    Caffiend

    can't see can't think can't DEAL
    can't f e e l
    just numb, dumb
    brown teeth
    got gum?
    tums?
    now it's 12 o'what?
    what's up?
    it's Me,

    Caffiend

    i broke my twenties for Th'Brown
    broke my heart, M'crown
    broke her's too
    what's a guy to do?
    now it's 12 o'what?
    what's up?
    It's Me,

    Caffiend

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