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Kites, Gunpowder, and a Chair (Free verse) by Geschäftsreise

A parade of 100 servants, my children, And my excitement to be one of them! With a launch pad upon our backs we ourselves had carefully designed so much planning the right chair - not too soft or uncomfortable for such a long journey kites - to carry the wind and propel him forward and most important of all: 47 bamboo tubes filled with gunpowder and strapped to the chair 46 servants in addition to myself to set fire those tubes 45 seconds until we would all light our fuses sending Wan Hu into space - the first Chinese astronaut

Geschäftsreise 15-Oct-03/12:27 PM
Enlighten me, effete marie.

What is this 'poetry' you seek and do not find? Is it passion? Is it shock to affect? Is it message to purpose? Is it a tongue carefully coiled around a tasty phrase?

Which of these things do I not possess in abundance and been ignored by you for having it - only to find you banging on my lone whimsy wall?




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