Sunday, September 27, 2009

Exquisite Corpse Poem

A day of Impossibilites

Laughter, pure resnating off the playground yard
While peet bogs begin to hide
Shaking the gournd like a rumbling earthquakek
The need for coffee in the morning
As honey pows from the horses missing eye
Cheap plastic. Definition of worth. Who decides the value of the people?
The beer is frozen, and I cannot drink
How unusually strong I feel today.

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