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Venus of Willendorf You seemed so distant Cool and aloof on slide Perhaps I was projecting In the warm dark womb Of Lecture Hall B A silent world but for fan racket From the Kodak Modal 4600 Eager to please on stiff little legs Nosing toward the screen Where you teetered On impossible feet Fighting a losing battle With gravity I found Touching, ******* No one could ignore A chassis built As the bluesman said For comfort not for speed. I hear Willendorf is nice This time of year Hint of fertility in the alpine air Your crazy braids beckoning Braille to a blind man.
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Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 7:41 AM UTC
Venus of Willendorf
Venus of Willendorf You seemed so distant Cool and aloof on slide Perhaps I was projecting In the warm dark womb Of Lecture Hall B A silent world but for fan racket From the Kodak Modal 4600 Eager to please on stiff little legs Nosing toward the screen Where you teetered On impossible feet Fighting a losing battle With gravity I found Touching, ******* No one could ignore A chassis built As the bluesman said For comfort not for speed. I hear Willendorf is nice This time of year Hint of fertility in the alpine air Your crazy braids beckoning Braille to a blind man.
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Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 7:41 AM UTC
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