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Nov 2013
TAKEΒ Β a tumble
breathe deep
take it slow
visit the physician - twice
pick up your axe
it's time to play...

1.
when ants take time to dream

I will knock on that door

and eventually turn left on the highway

find a bundl of stix

and just

stand on that pyre

maybe time to go up

in rainsleek ungloats

2.
hiding
is a pain
in a place
where only
insects dare thrive

3.
geranium and formic pleasings
in the bottom of a bucket fetid
rudimentarily there

now close that entryway
shut up and go quietly
into the night
where the wind howls a creature's harsh-cry


3.
and don't even ask where the key is
it's somewhere only in a scratched-desk
and the inkwell flows dry-air
made of god-blood

you can't cope with these lines
buzz off!







S T - 27 NOV 13
coo-wee.. neither can I.


sub-trap: pillow

smile a whiley-while
cos the dial goes to nine

don't forget
there's feathers in the pillow
some duck or other died for
do you sneeze at their passing?
oh.
it's only chikkens
st64
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