a silent entry for Nepenthes challenge
concrete people do not exist
as concrete poetry hung over and dangerous
yes
now ___ the play
monkey on leash : sometimes I even talk to it but it has no humour
Girl with red hair : the flowers are trying to please me
monkey on leash : they only try to grow into your gut
Girl with red hair : I will live on even without accomplishing great
things
monkey on leash : amuse the Gods , get yourself an ultramarine monkey on a leash
Girl with red hair : I want it babyblue with calf-foetus brain
monkey on leash : I want to build a house and fuck my brains out
Girl with red hair : yes _
Scene 2
yellow purple comes in throws up on a flat tree
monkey on leash died on a sunday
Girl in red hat writes poem about hands and birds
Poetry by Lourdes
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Written on 2006-11-12 at 01:09
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Un dimanche après-midi à l'Île de la Grande Jatte
concrete people do not exist
as concrete poetry hung over and dangerous
yes
now ___ the play
monkey on leash : sometimes I even talk to it but it has no humour
Girl with red hair : the flowers are trying to please me
monkey on leash : they only try to grow into your gut
Girl with red hair : I will live on even without accomplishing great
things
monkey on leash : amuse the Gods , get yourself an ultramarine monkey on a leash
Girl with red hair : I want it babyblue with calf-foetus brain
monkey on leash : I want to build a house and fuck my brains out
Girl with red hair : yes _
Scene 2
yellow purple comes in throws up on a flat tree
monkey on leash died on a sunday
Girl in red hat writes poem about hands and birds
Poetry by Lourdes
Read 1244 times
Written on 2006-11-12 at 01:09
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English War Veteran aged 98 |
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English War Veteran aged 98 |
