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Post by Bernard Alain on Jan 18, 2010 22:07:21 GMT -5
"like the red light district here" Paul says and I remember thinking fuck he must've been standing completely erect when that came off the top of his head
but this goes with the anatomy always upright and visible looking for an opportunity to stab a ho one more time before the better-half arrives
the stag was a failure the analysts saw it coming
the tuxedo rentals and mirrored balls didn't change a thing
and the old tin cans banging and popping behind the exhaust the last known signs of glitz before the big do
was officially
over
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Post by Don Schaeffer on Jan 19, 2010 6:39:54 GMT -5
This has a nice beat to it. I love the way you let the poem taper away.
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Post by Bernard Alain on Jan 19, 2010 21:13:32 GMT -5
thanks Don
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Post by Ivan Carswell on Jan 20, 2010 2:00:50 GMT -5
Just another prick in the deflatable balloon of reality! Agree with Don, nice diminuendo ...
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