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resurrection
when the sun smiles on the leaves
just so,
they build a bridge across....
what bullshit! what banality!
i wouldn't know what a soul was
or wasn't
if it bit me on the arse,
if that
and i'd probably attribute it
to the nasty neighbor's drooling dog
and all i can do is mythopoesize
as long as i'm not in the grave,
creepy crawly things in hot pursuit,
waiting for some kind of recollection.
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Comments
themoonman
Fri, 2011-07-29 06:42
LoL
I near spit my coffee right out ...
thank you Anna
Kailashana2
Fri, 2011-07-29 07:41
,,,,it's not easy to keep it
,,,,it's not easy to keep it fresh, keep it real. lol.
glad to oblige, kind sir!
~A
weirdelf
Fri, 2011-07-29 20:40
Inspired by Joe?
Yes, you manage to keep it fresh and real.
This would have been even better if you had managed to mythopoesize within the poem.
cheers,
Jess
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Kailashana2
Sat, 2011-07-30 07:32
HA!
HA!
The poem itself is *mythopoetic*. Silly you.
~A