December 19th
wet snow
and
church parking lot; let out a
sigh of relief
he prom-
ised
For days
Behemoth
size
elininating
our concerns
i
would be happy.
still
"experience"
involved *****
heavy, exhausting, loud
tradesman using
some of us.
together in
unison
pounding
away we filled the church basement
with sound
tempo and
beat.
Then it happened.
The angels were singing just
for us.
Dec 9, 2011
Dec 9, 2011 at 4:33 PM UTC
December 19th
wet snow
and
church parking lot; let out a
sigh of relief
he prom-
ised
For days
Behemoth
size
elininating
our concerns
i
would be happy.
still
"experience"
involved *****
heavy, exhausting, loud
tradesman using
some of us.
together in
unison
pounding
away we filled the church basement
with sound
tempo and
beat.
Then it happened.
The angels were singing just
for us.
A black-out poem I wrote a while ago using a local newspaper. Reconfigured it so it wasn't so spread out. Probably going to play around with it a bit more before I'm completely satisfied. Let me know what you think!
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