2nd generation experimental poem.( i'll explain later)


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losing colour in the sun
dancing mother to sleep
love made
cheaper by the day

wholesale

bow legged charm
poured
into the grave

dead men whisper sweet nothing


( when the killings done
and the musics over

window
display

famous faces

carve a life out o'
day time
t.v. show
sponsors )



Poetry by Aaron Jon Wells
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Written on 2005-12-28 at 15:20

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Esti D-G
Hi, me again. Didn't understand but I loved your choice of rich words.
luv esti
2005-12-28