faking a fall, upon my hands and knees i crawl, and with eve clutching tightly my sleeve, we quietly leave
indifference/is a great thing
and sometimes/just not caring/really works
posted by Jon Lemmon @ 10:50 AM
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Experimental writing, art poetry site, presenting dada, surrealist material, irrational rant, rumour and ridicule ...for oh yea and oh yea/did he gradely speek his speek/and in paraliptics did he spoke his speek/in a way way and roundybouty way/and for all those who could understood his overstanding/which was mandy/upon them did he fall his flood of good/and upon those whom missed his bandwagon/which included the philipsteins/and the christmaslights...
Saturday, July 29, 2006
and sometimes/just not caring/really works
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AND I DREAM THAT
boldly
and with minature
furniture
glued
to my head
with underground water
seeping into my shoe
i demonstrate wellington food
forcible entry with spoons
a surprise
bric-a-brac attack
and although the money is bad
the plumbing perks are good
WARNING:
ALL THEORIES ARE CORRECT
ALL SPELLING MISTAKES
ARE INTENTIONAL
ALL POEMS
ARE SIMPLY MADE UP
AND ARE PURELY
INCONSEQUENTIAL
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