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Reno (Lyric) by <{Baba^Yaga}>

Billy doesn't like to go to school. He'd rather play hooky instead you see. Mother drops him off at a quarter 'til 8:00, But then he takes a cab into the city? You can tell that he's looking for something. He waits at a park bench hoping his dad will walk by. Leon lives deep in Sun Valley. The largest trailer park in Washoe County. We play Dungeons & Dragons every day. He's the smartest kid that I've ever seen. He's into Isaac Asimov, and J.R Tolkien. Gave me the book Shardik, and it changed my life. Sarah lives in a mortuary. Her father sells death for a living you see. She paints her nails black, and she wears it too. The other kids call her "Vampire freak". She writes to Ann Rice, each and every week. I wrote to Stan Rice instead about 'Some Lamb'. Jezebel doesn't sleep no more. Her big brother knows what she's good for. He tells her to "shut up", and "keep it down". He has been doing this since mom went away. Their father started it as a game they'd play. Robbing them of any chance to be set free. My life was all about moving around. A pointless search were nothing and void were found. Then I looked with a laugh one day. I had been staring all that time at the ground. And hanging around at the lost and found. Sometimes you have to amputate your past to save today.

<~> 18-Aug-02/8:52 AM
what's up with that? i saw your response, and i was surprised, to be honest, because it felt like you went raw when you answered, and then he comes trotting back with the salt and gives you a nice brisk wire-brush rub-down. usually, you don't get so personal. you even apologized to the guy. and now he's yanked everything. true colors a little to glaring here? man, everybody sees who everybody else is between their words. didn't you like what you saw, EW? it was that haiku he wrote about friday night escapism, wasn't it? it was a good poem, i thought. but, as usually the battle verbose was more gripping. don't be askairt, EW. repost.




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