June 21, 2004
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Adaptations
Exectile nipples point my way
I must have felt the chill from you...
Definately not
From the first-full-day
Of Summer
Which was cooled
In a rainy, gray,
Cool way...
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"But Dear"...
i swear
i listened
with both ears...
i heard your every
cursive word
but...
i am not in the mood
i don't want to hear
your rants and raves...
so pass me some cotton
to muffle my ears...
dear...
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Day and Night
...tomorrow
might be
another hearing
day
or...
it could lead to
another
night
with no sound...
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Comments (5)
'every cursive word' that comes out of your mouth is momentous! is that word from the same root as curse? damn! you've such a way!
we all have those days I believe...
The Sarahs' listen from six ears but still pay sweet Fanny Adams to me.
No night is without sound in my flat, if it's not the Sarahs' eating, it's their weird little alien friend thinking he can sing like Ol' blue eyes. If it's not it, it is a neighbour pathetically trying to find their pet.
Yeah no sound, I'm getting used to that. Nice set Dottie.
Very well done... "Day and Night." (My favorite of this days three). Good point by Paison de moot. Peace.
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