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shiny objects

Tuesday, April 12, 2005


Meditation on the Tattooed Lady's Left Leg

From stocky thigh to hip
Reposes Eve with serpent green,
Whose coils bind her arching back and claim
The paradise god built in Adam's name
While Eva twists in sensuous scream
Forked tongue upon her lip

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Sometimes I wonder what part of my brain makes this stuff up. Probably the chip that the government installed a few years back. I mean, if it can attract lighting and small winged mammals, why not creative writing, too? But which attraction is the side effect?


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