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Refrigerator Poetry

Packing up

Packing is....a million little things.

At this point I'm removing my refrigerator magnets. I have that magnetic poetry kit up there - the one with all the miscellaneous words one can arrange. Over the years friends and family have messed with it, creating masterpieces and gibberish. I don't know who's responsible for what, but on many I have a good guess. So, for posterity....

I that would die
Night is over
Wake me

Translucent lips
Bleed deep red in porcelain
Perfume breath blue
Voice

We know God
But
Eat

Kiss men who dazzle their women

Cat boy
Broken and growling
by the smoky and webbish picture window
Cloudless dirt day
He is crank's prisoner

Life is a good as
Peace
Present here

Bring me champagne

With an almost brilliant blush
Ferocious
My desire

Pierced velvet morning
like some soft needle
Color melts away

Sexy naked women lingering for coffee

Posted by jenofear 20:14 Archived in USA Tagged preparation

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