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The Project (Free verse) by malpaso that's how to work it,
peel it off like branches from a tree.
that's how it's done.
carry that branchless tree,
staggering from post to post
like a drunken man;
and when you're finished
you can stick that trunk
in a prefab hole,
and nail your declaration to it
like nailin' jello to a wall
' jello to a wall.
Up the ladder:
Dream Samurai
Down the ladder:
Goodnight
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Posted: February 16, 2009 5:01 PM PST; Last modified: February 16, 2009 5:01 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.071139 Overall Rank: 6620 Comments:
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Bill Z Bub @ 99.239.12.102
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16-Feb-09/5:09 PM
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I know a few prefab holes I'd like to stick my trunk into. they say it feels like warm jello pie... but like this poem it always leaves me feeling a bit empty, and wanting more. Here's an 7 for the intrigue.
'always'? you mean like everytime you read it? how sweet!!!!
Ah you got me there. I read this every night before I go to sleep, and dream of sweet naked posts in jello.
I think I need the same drugs as you to feel this right. Still, better than a lot of crap that gets nailed to the wall.
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