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Coin Operated Binoculars (Prose Poem) by T. Jonathron Remp Steve stood by coin operated binoculars on the bay. A couple waited in
line to see the birds. He dropped in his last quarters and swiveled the
binoculars towards his house on the hill. He thought he saw him with her
on the deck, but the bay, like his heart, was filled with fog.
(A 55 Word Short Story)
Up the ladder:
Severed
Down the ladder:
Outside the Perfection, Into the Yellow
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Posted: October 14, 2004 12:47 PM PDT; Last modified: October 14, 2004 12:47 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.2622466 Overall Rank: 3956 Comments:
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horus8 @ 24.130.62.63
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17-Oct-04/10:01 AM
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A 55 word heart decunter.
Coul you not make this a poem just by cutting the lines at readable places? I loved it. The "he/him/her" bit's a little confusing but I like that. I really like it all.
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