

click clack natter natter twoHe dusts his typewriter Smacking lips and tongue together Anticipating the Click clack natter natter humming of the keys And the sound clack natter of the birth natter click of the word.click clack natter natter two


click clack natterHe dusts his typewriter Smacking lips and tongue together Scrubbing keys clean anticipating the Clicking. He likes the burn, the sting When fingers contract to squeeze out Just one word.click clack natter


octofyThere is a cephalopod in my living room.octofy
Not sure how it respirates while its eight legs Snag and shake, take the wooden artifacts To break them. I wonder if it wonders, I wonder if it thinks While I stare at the seeing slits Which do not could not possibly Roll back before it slips into beastly sleep To contemplate As I have contemplated.
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Pretend I said something clever and profound
~jef
Are you still planning that trip back here in a few weeks, or has that since fallen through?
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Tell the one about the man who dug a hole so deep, he lost sight of his word.
I love you dearly.
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Tell the one about the man who dug a hole so deep, he lost sight of his word.
*_*
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*OoOoo.
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i'd love to get inside your head, but i've misplaced my scalpel..
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i'd love to get inside your head, but i've misplaced my scalpel..
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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