Saturday, October 13, 2007

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Are you genuine, I ask?
Your face, a stone wall,
I had been bruising my psyche against it.
I have no strength to bury myself alive,
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Satish Verma
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Lantz Pierre 02 February 2017

The wild starling is silent. Every feather has been numbered. Every branch predicted by a theory of quantum proportions. But the rain would not listen, pulled down its pants and masturbated without passion and without shame.

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Goldy Locks 14 October 2007

better, actually. intriguing & perplexing. keep on, sjg

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