Monday, January 31, 2011

Odd. Is poetry inherently strange?

The reading of? The making of?


Of food there are a multitude of examples.
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  1. SusanFebruary 7, 2011 at 12:42 PM

    blast

    of the unplugged artwing
    and make it seem as if

    three caterpillars
    a windowsill

    insolent protege
    asks for eclairs

    and only one incredible
    lick of whipped cream

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