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Posted by kid_A on July 1, 2002, at 11:58:05
AUSTIN
Someone is gone
That fat plastic gun
shot through air
empties in your
handsThat Nazi rack
click clack and
you're done
for--- andWhat a boy he was
Beat to ground
by air, snuffed
like thatDearie, darling,
sweetness,
shall we meet? I
dare say notThe breath that
kills me, took you
hand in hand
What a wedding
it must have
beenOh to kiss
The dead who
plod their ground
foot by foot
restless
and youngOh,
death,
silly boy,
lecherYou're nothing
without
me.
Posted by Zo on July 1, 2002, at 16:03:41
In reply to yet another postponed suicide.... AUSTIN, posted by kid_A on July 1, 2002, at 11:58:05
Posted by Alii on July 2, 2002, at 2:32:33
In reply to Re: Took my breath away (nm) » kid_A, posted by Zo on July 1, 2002, at 16:03:41
geeze Zo take my line of being left breathless by a whambam into your solar plexus poem like that!
k_A---
You know how I feel about not being able to express myself clearly in this format. so here is what I can tell you: You craft well. Very well. Puhleeese know that many others gasped when reading your words. I did.
--a. woo
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