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*I have climbed 300 steps and sat beside the butchers pets. I have etched in marble stone and rose in blankets made of bones. I have danced with withered ****** and laughed with sinning pirate bores I have taken flights of mind marched in armies of mankind. I have burned the church yard down danced on every hot red mound and dug out wells with pails of red and to the children gave ****** bread. I watched the sea swell with delight Gave hope to those with endless night I grieve by every paupers grave like lovers tears for the newly saved. I have sold off squares of skies to melt them off in poisoned pies. I have squander endless gold from rich men's purse that I've cajoled And I will drink my whiskey straight and make a list of what I hate. I will jump off areoplanes crashing through cathedral panes And I will topple endless trees upset the nest of surly bees. And if you don't contain my spill keep your promise in good will For I am simply lost at sea waiting that you come for me. For I am simply biding time waiting for that love of mine.* sahn 9/9/2014
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Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 2:24 AM UTC
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*I have climbed 300 steps and sat beside the butchers pets. I have etched in marble stone and rose in blankets made of bones. I have danced with withered ****** and laughed with sinning pirate bores I have taken flights of mind marched in armies of mankind. I have burned the church yard down danced on every hot red mound and dug out wells with pails of red and to the children gave ****** bread. I watched the sea swell with delight Gave hope to those with endless night I grieve by every paupers grave like lovers tears for the newly saved. I have sold off squares of skies to melt them off in poisoned pies. I have squander endless gold from rich men's purse that I've cajoled And I will drink my whiskey straight and make a list of what I hate. I will jump off areoplanes crashing through cathedral panes And I will topple endless trees upset the nest of surly bees. And if you don't contain my spill keep your promise in good will For I am simply lost at sea waiting that you come for me. For I am simply biding time waiting for that love of mine.* sahn 9/9/2014
thanks so much for sharing in the piece.
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Nov 10, 2014 at 2:24 AM UTC
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