An unusually large amount of this awful stuff has flowed over this site recently.
Goody. The disjointed words bubble up, like
Some sewage from out of a faulty drain, and
In it float pieces of refuse, images you seem
To hope will gain meaning when seen, but I've
Stood here for long enough, holding my nose,
And, like you, I'm lazy, I don't want to work,
So I'll leave you to wade in your odious river.
I worry it's poisoning me.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2013-10-02 at 18:37
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Aural Effluent
You're doing that stream-of-consciousness thing.Goody. The disjointed words bubble up, like
Some sewage from out of a faulty drain, and
In it float pieces of refuse, images you seem
To hope will gain meaning when seen, but I've
Stood here for long enough, holding my nose,
And, like you, I'm lazy, I don't want to work,
So I'll leave you to wade in your odious river.
I worry it's poisoning me.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
Read 18 times
Written on 2013-10-02 at 18:37
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