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FinsburyParkCarrots
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Take your hornrimmed glasses off your elbows. You've fallen asleep, teacher, this late afternoon. Brush away the cobwebs of those considerations about dusty ciphers and feel those late February winds positing winter with spring. Wake with us...stretch.
Discuss us.
Discuss us.
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bankin slowvole know they go soon
den swim fast be free
you YOU you, you ever feel like da vole?
Talk to us, poets, teachers. Talk now. On this thread. Share.
and I lay and heard the gulls within the rain
you were breath by the deadman's stone
I could breathe all I'd ever known
I loved the birches once again
I am the blood inside the glass
You'll get to see my movement pass
Make your hands around the line
Build your store on what you know is mine
I am the blood inside the glass
and it's germination day tomorrow
every sage and every martyr from the days when all was land?
My face to face the shoring is the slave of vengeful seas
who'll smite and spite the sands where once were flowers of the field."
STEEEEEEEERREAAAAATCH
*smack*smack*
<rubs eyes>
huh?
you talking to me?
this third writing above is my fave of the batch...
lovely to see your flow, as usual
my hands under my sun's knees
changing not
this super tight muscle super pink tee
we went shopping for jeans
and ran through raindrops
screeching
Flippidy zappadoo beebah
zayah dum day
zabaddum DAYYYY
ohh!
dibble ohh yahhh
dabbadum dabbadum bay
flipzapple dapple da dappadoo DAHHH
fly flibbledoo floy floy
yahh bappadum pahh
yappledoo zahhyebbadoo dayyzebbadooyo wayyum!!!
Bedmmm.
a - yoo -baa - dee dahh dippleydum
A yebba adippudy dum
yeah adipple dee deebadum
yo adippledipple dee baddum
a yippledipple yeebadum
boobahdepp ahh baa paa
yoobadaBAYYY baddum
ahh baa paaa
yoobadaBAAYYY baaa
ayippledippleflippleyeppledeppledibbledoobledippledoo
echoes of bodies over and over
knowing together the rhythm of the moon
silken hips move in time
oh
slow
one double nebula sway
one pulse
found by chance
on a parabolic mirror
slightly readjusted
sound, mmm
lunar sound
lunaluna
oh feel her gravity
she's moving now
sound and energy colours the vision inside
close my eyes
golden hair across my chest
sapphire eyes glittering
simples of our moon
astrally
forever
in all dimensions
sounding
"Bonnie and Clyde....
Bonnie and Clyde"