Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Poem #87 of 365

Amazingly calm, after an argument, are you?

Bitterly bile, down by the bridge, boo-hoo.

Crazily cool, counting egrets on the cliff, cuss you.

Dreamily dazed, driving down fast by the ducks, dig yo.

Eventfully erred, eyeing east edge glowing like elderly, eek no.

Fundamentally frank, four fat foreign fools hugged on fairways,
fuck yeah.

copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez

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