Dog goD 8Hate
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Dog goD 8Hate Poems
my Emily Dickson Encomium
SiR: the context is in the tone... this train has that... a big... mEATy... ENGINE... a 'fierce-throated beauty! ' and that can pull through mordant trials, up tracks that contend sacred cast, and
I drove to the mall today, the only place to buy razor blades, and contended with a heap of madness.
A Merry Exit
The Xmas clan, a shrinking contingent of Santa's friends, contended for singular status,
Oh the moon in its invidious state of affair as I grapple with my slumber's adamant bee- queathal, and, as it stings
OkCupid: Response to... ...
You're into ... Cognitive Science? Dear soul:
Max? ? ? Come on Max, you can't feign finesse it concurs immutable rules, and ...
. . . ... Your Party
Fate's Late Knock!
Please! do not suffer me subtle realms of lavish decorum where under the light of subterfuge,
I see, your dojo condones a sullied gi, one that bears witness to... recalcitrant bleach? It's not your fault, though, there are too many brands feigning WHITENER. It's better
A Voluptuous Dance in Acerbic Display
The voluptuous dance of a lady can be seen at this site – various steps: jigs, twists, plentiful pirouettes
Years ago as an itinerate hiker to undetermined lands, I found myself walking down an old dirt road; this in a green-glen clad of eclectic nature,
Enjoying the Decade?
I'm in the twenties, still... the architecture's real, the country's unsullied, the old McKim Mead & White
Hot Day, Hot Words, Hot Dog!
Bizarre how canny the uncanny; they paint their house white but with black paint: irony... flagrance for a heated fight!
My Dirty House
Many are flying south... migration is suitable for many/ many engage due to/for money riddles don't annoy and impunity
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my Emily Dickson Encomium
SiR: the context is in the tone...
this train has that... a big... mEATy... ENGINE...
a 'fierce-throated beauty! ' and that can pull through
mordant trials, up tracks that contend sacred cast, and
with a string o' cars n' coaches, myriad in nature.
i like to see it lap the miles
and lick the valleys up
and stop to feed itself at tanks,
and then - prodigious - step
around a pile of mountains,
and supercilious peer
in shanties, by the sides of roads.
And then, a quarry pare
to fit its ribs
and crawl between
complaining all the ...