to leave everything
running
i was unclothed against
your inclement storm,
unable to articulate
the correct switches
on your massive control board.
nevertheless,
if they
hurt
you
there will be
bodies
to count,
scorched earth
to heal.
oh, the words
they jumble and dance
macho chainsaw rhetoric
NB @ 9:41 AM
3 Comments:
macho chainsaw rhetoric, i like that.
this is another good one. is it just me or are you getting better and better? so mighty with the brush and the pen.
:)
neal, you need to put out a book of poetry and art.
I so AGREE!
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