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< rainy spring day >
a dripping of a drop
as a flower tips its top
and the forest
in deep shadow
and the birds
birding
and the squirrels
using their tails as umbrellas
and it's cool
and no breeze
and my breath
turns mist then melts away
a red mushroom
poisonous
i eat it anyway
and feel its flesh
crush between my teeth
and feel its inside
mix with mine
and five miles down the trail
a first tingle
and five more miles
a warm wave
and then
my lips are numb
but i still laugh
and later
where are my legs?
so here i lie
part of the sky
or
(if you must)
patiently
(it's just)
watching
my top
(rust
into rust)
feeling
each drop
(dust
into dust)
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Published 28th Jul 2012
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Anonymous
28th Jul 2012 3:46pm
Interesting in a cool way Lemmy.
Strider :)
Strider :)
28th Jul 2012 3:58pm
28th Jul 2012 4:08pm
udderly
magnifique....
should be a Hallmark card -
seriously though.... wonderful -
Made my (Absurd/Per'verse) Day --
PS: "gasping as Basho" - most eXcellent, dear turtle...
magnifique....
should be a Hallmark card -
seriously though.... wonderful -
Made my (Absurd/Per'verse) Day --
PS: "gasping as Basho" - most eXcellent, dear turtle...
4th Aug 2012 5:11pm
