July 25th, 2010
About 3 hours of pain-free time and
I thought I’d do a few writing exercises. I wrote these two little poetry seeds
Here, skinny blonde chicks wear blue jeans, ironed muscle shirts and shake yoga-defined booty
and
Two boys explode from a just parked car. In the ditch a willowy branch becomes an unwieldy sword in a war fought and long decided before their parents unfold and resume control.


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