Monday, August 02, 2004
indeed it is as sensible as advertise me. it's a hanging judge feeding a fulcrum. the fulcrum goes to jail, and gravity must pay? yes, and you who read are along for the ride. into the blanket night to become describers. choose anyone or thing and produce a picture not a death. I won't feel a thing, in the interview, yet someone's name will be 'bandied about'. earnest poetry has us to thank, us!!!. think of it: a triad of terror, thanking, and publicity, out loud and formidable. such use will grow. poetry is no season but an event, lately or charmed. my next poem will be interest paid, I'm afraid.
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