Friday, September 29, 2006

francais scrabble

Salty, fish juice feels saucy/On my ginger-cleared pallet/Men and many elevate/To hissing and kissing ground/Subterranean jetting/Pellets move them, anonymously/Alone/Did the dirt disappear after the silence was robbed from the ants?/Did they dislocate to Luxembourg/Fresh scent, companions to the old dogs?/Take down imprints of scumbags/Homeless with the luxury of dreams/On avenue, fat lady, white smeared/Has her patisserie with the rest/I find her colored rags endearing/Her frequency silly/Satisfying/Even she finds purpose in Paris

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