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These Are The Rules
Contributed by
mangos
on
Thursday, 17th August 2006 @ 07:03:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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The perfect chair
Arches your back
Positions you still
In comfort
Intact
A relaxed
Mode of being
Alive
On the attack
Help
Hop on the bus
Get off at the next stop
The pressure is on us
The charcoal blocks
Have turned to dust
Up with a puff
A transition
Rough, from stolen stuff
Borrowed rug
Taken sculptures off the wall
Its time for dinner in a rush
Swallow the brush
With paint chips
Cloth rips
Chalk dips
Beneath the color line
Drips from the bottom
Down to the end of time
None of it mine
None of it fine
With me
Its too loud
To understand
Waves crashing in
Humming
Then you sing
A tune
And soon
It begins to ring
True with yellows
Bluish clouds
Puffed marshmallows
Hello
Hi
Hello
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Copyright ©
mangos
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2006-08-17 19:03:19] (Date/Time posted on
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