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[05 Apr 2006|10:29pm] |
a dog's one sad eye searches
an illegal warehouse kitchen for kind hands
while any 50 fingers are rapt with either
words or the future, which generally, dogs
havent thoughts of in particular.
meanwhile, you've gone away to ponds
and illicit consent must be implied at
this rate or any, really. of
course, ofcourse - Nothing of this vein
may keep its teeth for very long, as
long as there are taxis to get into
continnually, cigarettes to fold, confirmations
to ignore and long dead patriots to gossip on.
all mills and mongers on the scene...and
pause spells exactly itself ([what] is not there),
so tongues are overrated anyway. and
though stupefied, we are the only examples
that may be had.
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