third dip and swallow

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he dances with words
as if they were life long partners
anticipating moves with a quick
surprise thrown in.

he writes them
while they write him
someone invented the inventor

pull out the subconscious like day old cud
bring it up, chew it out,
this brain spit dissolves like mind saliva
crackin' down perception
we split them like a stick.


If I could cut you a straw
it would be one with a perfectly hollow stem without a crack.
monocot dried and perfect for the blow
of crushed raspberries that spray our names
across cave walls.

You tell me
the writing
is the knowing
is the writing
and I wanted to say hello,
I noticed your famous steps.

~

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 19 years ago
yeah

yeahyeahyeah

that's what i say when i come.

TathagataTathagataalmost 19 years ago
you could

have stopped with the first two verses and it would have been a great poem.

Some great images ( i like the "cud" part)

I just want to know whose footsteps you saw??

Thank you

ishtatishtatalmost 19 years ago
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Bloody Excellent!

mischievousgrinmischievousgrinalmost 19 years ago
hell yeah

crushed raspberries and cave walls, honey I am THERE!

ReltneReltnealmost 19 years ago
5

Why am I not permitted to vote on this masterpiece?

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