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Indiscrete (Free verse) by ecargo

Naked, it's complicated-- trophy or catastrophe? Jazz and deconstructed motion, hours bucked and, always, lies. Morning's flat, a sun slap through brocade, and I, who am not from here, wake, an oddball artifact, something found.

Ranger 17-Mar-06/10:16 AM
Great lines, I thought you were going to build on the rhymes in lines 1 and 2 (loved 'trophy or catastrophe?' by the way) but it works well as it is.
Now, I have a very strange reading of this. It made me think of fried eggs. 'Naked' - skin-coloured shell...'deconstructed motion' - the way an egg rolls...'bucked' - 'clucked'...'morning's flat' - in the pan...'sun slap through brocade' - yolk through shell...'oddball artifact' - speaks for itself.
Really, the more I think about that reading, the more I realise how weird I am. Hmm. Speaking of oddball artifacts, for two days now there's been half a potato with a small paper flag saying 'King Edward' sat on top of a car on my way to uni.




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