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redbarchettadrive
Poems
Mar 2010
~The Atmospheric City
.
There were certain tea--chers--
that came crashing through my mind
like a herd of Buffalo,
New Yorkers.
Peeling, pointing porkers.
Try--ing to remind me--
the atmospheric city,
is not the alphabet, Oh!
Should I move out of Ohi--o?
(Oh me, oh me. Oh, my--O!)
I --
was dissolving,
certain rainy days sort of
had that sad effect on me.
And-- I-- was suspended--
high above a swaying bridge,
holding back the water.
Like old comic books and thunderstorms
crashing down like gravity...
And--
I smelled the smell of moth *****,
made me think of someones' grandma.
The empty corners of their closets.
The empty corners of their closets.
And still...
I dream of fly--ing--
high above the alligators
wrestling in an open pit.
While...
an anaconda
drops in uninvited and
squeezes both of them, Oh!
I am not complaining,
just because it's raining.
There were certain tea--chers--
that came crashing through my mind
like a herd of Buffalo,
New Yorkers.
Peeling, pointing porkers.
Try--ing to remind me--
the atmospheric city,
is not the alphabet, Oh!
Should I move out of Ohi--o?
(Oh me, oh me. Oh, my--O!)
I --
was dissolving,
certain rainy days sort of
had that sad effect on me.
And-- I-- was suspended--
high above a swaying bridge,
holding back the water.
And...
.
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