frivolous
"frivolous" she said laughing"this is just the beginning
there is so much more"
she smiled
"it's pure madness"
she looked serious
"I mean it"
the record man
was just another man
the frame of his achievements
lingered on triangles
played by players
"set me straight" she said
"find me a way to lose the door
the final whistle
the stress of the short of it
the whole of not at all
bouncing like shiny pin balls
in the pink rubber machine "
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2014-11-21 at 20:39
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