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explosion

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April 23, 2014 at 10:39 pm

Rockdannabee

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Rockdannabee came to the windowsill quietly, her
cup of coffee spilt in her hair
And, like trice before, she sang-
though being her tune was out of key
reminded me of the housekeeper.
Feverishly, she in the bedroom kept jewelry
with montagues of perspiration
Alas at night when it was
at the stories’ ending goodbyes,
Rockdannabee gave in and struggled to paint
her cries




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April 23, 2014 at 7:27 am

children, turtles, and difficulty

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the children played on the merry-go-round


the apples grew in the trees


the schoolchildren found the tortoise
of reconciliation between the arabs and
the


air froze green
and the
wind blue yellow




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April 22, 2014 at 4:47 pm

ole nanny in “An Elevator Metaphor”

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ole Nanny and everyone walked up to the elevator
…the elevator has glass doors
…glass doors are kool

a couple of things to keep in mind
…Nanny’s mind doesn’t process the way it used to
…Nanny’s mind doesn’t work the way it used to

the glass doors are
cool, as you can see
through them and see
the elevator car go up
and down w/ people; you
can know when the car is
arrived and when it isn’t you can know that too;

but ole Nanny is where I hope to be one day:
…senile and alive

so the elevator bell rang
and the glass shaft doors opened …
and I saw that the car isn’t arrived error O’ err,
and that the shaft is empty
downward
to
the fourth floor
where the car is arrived …
and remember that granny’s mind doesn’t work the way it used to.

Everyone saw Nanny’s step one,two and yet no one knew
that they were seeing it; everyone knew that the
elevator was in a terribly dangerous and liable glitch;
everyone realized Nanny was going to fall

she landed on top of the elevator car!

on the fourth floor the passengers didn’t hear the hit on the
roof, but felt the shaking of the car and Nanny lay on an
industrial component that is part of the pulleys and cables and
dark shaft dust; she’s not dead – this story is going to have a happy
beginning with Nanny and kool glass doors and an
ending with Nanny and recovery, support, and ascension.




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April 21, 2014 at 4:40 pm

lemonade

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walking out to the ledge
the struggling life
,heavily empained,
carried the
batch
of lemonade and yet
still
They said comments




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April 19, 2014 at 10:43 pm

guitar track …. another life in india 12 13 12

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April 17, 2014 at 4:26 pm

guitar track …. soft song about a spider – 12_12_13

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April 17, 2014 at 12:41 am

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