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Real world, real war in the spirit realm, breathing leaven disemboweled, yes yes yes gaseous we beasties, mobs and congregating misinfirmed conforming to the mould, black and green up up up morpheme ob serve some body from the edge in piercing ever-with points of everish means to ends, tat-too too you, Dr. Joyce Brothers, my boy's real TV Glenda, good witch of the west, who goaded us past understanding Thalidomide, when we cried, for Miss Sherri's baby, as in my future then, my daughter Natalie, would cry, for baby Jessica, who really did fall into a well… --- same size well head as we had at 120 Oak --- I just noticed, meandering past          wondering if I cried, when my baby sister,              Peggy, died, in late '49? -- no, '50. Cancer, of the sort fallout causes, we later learned. Obtuse, to use the oft idle word to mean to-ward or a-gain-st t'use the expression for compression, squeezing water from a stone, breaking marrow from the bone, listen to the fire, feel the story keep us warm, long nights, with only little dancing candle flames, to emphasize the phases -- moons, and moons, mensal mental clockish I will if you will go go go rhythms of the falling rain, swishing wishes to know… will you still love me, tomorrow?
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Dec 17, 2020
Dec 17, 2020 at 1:45 PM UTC
kenpepiton
I never asked
Real world, real war in the spirit realm, breathing leaven disemboweled, yes yes yes gaseous we beasties, mobs and congregating misinfirmed conforming to the mould, black and green up up up morpheme ob serve some body from the edge in piercing ever-with points of everish means to ends, tat-too too you, Dr. Joyce Brothers, my boy's real TV Glenda, good witch of the west, who goaded us past understanding Thalidomide, when we cried, for Miss Sherri's baby, as in my future then, my daughter Natalie, would cry, for baby Jessica, who really did fall into a well… --- same size well head as we had at 120 Oak --- I just noticed, meandering past          wondering if I cried, when my baby sister,              Peggy, died, in late '49? -- no, '50. Cancer, of the sort fallout causes, we later learned. Obtuse, to use the oft idle word to mean to-ward or a-gain-st t'use the expression for compression, squeezing water from a stone, breaking marrow from the bone, listen to the fire, feel the story keep us warm, long nights, with only little dancing candle flames, to emphasize the phases -- moons, and moons, mensal mental clockish I will if you will go go go rhythms of the falling rain, swishing wishes to know… will you still love me, tomorrow?
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