.make sense! of this [NON]sense-tence.

18 February 2010

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sick o'seein' stars
shake her head to clear 'em out
she dreads doomed dizziness
yesterday in drawing class
she nearly fell on her

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bag of potatoes
rotting,their sprouts'a jiving
compost rock'n'roll
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one event on m'calendar
filled in weeks ahead
only to be
cancelled hours before
february proves to solely lead into spring


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I got three different kinds o'exacto knives
and several back up blades

carry them everywhere I parade
never scared

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skinny kid sprawled
over
grey cotton sheets
deep lucid dreams
darling
slept in for weeks


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