Monthly Archives: September 2014

nine thirty one

oh nine three one yes nine thirty one so many threads you have spun before you say i’m bad at math that thirty days september hath remember there’s another path nine thirty one the month is done there is no … Continue reading

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ello ello

ello ello helo ehlo while not a book deserves a look i still see faces through the paces theme black on white like day with night so far not an ad to drive me mad helo ehlo ello ello and … Continue reading

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wee little beastie

your wee little beastie embarked on a feastie devouring delectable desserts your dear itsy beastie ate up completely beautiful banquet buffet such humongous hunger fits how in a younger very voracious vacuum perhaps next time i invite all the creatures … Continue reading

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synchronized witticisms

you taught me to watch closely and to listen even closer still for if my mind hiccuped i’d catch only that last drop of ink dripping from your quill perfectly poised premises danced effortlessly off your tongue mesmerized i’d listen … Continue reading

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artisans

i saw some artisans beside the road honing their wares among some rocks they received many stares from the passing flocks a fine bearded man wove metal into jewelry from discarded wires tiny gears from clocks a lady cobbled shoes … Continue reading

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binary fangs

eight sharp fangs smiling eagerly at me lined up in a row not a gap between what can a single rank and file bite still… eight sharp fangs such a sight to see they disappear but i feel them near … Continue reading

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seventy-six seventy

so many pages have you turned screenfuls of substance scrolled so many candles been burned illuminating how young and old may each day be a story told with many more not yet written seventy-six seventy days old so much has … Continue reading

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