Free verse № 28383
nothing, as today
what if i were the one to turn?
what if another lit my eye, lifted me so?
what if you felt not the cold, because inside you froze?
what would you say?
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Free verse № 28383
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i am experimenting with more organic shapes these days, p&k. but if would please you, i will write an octagon. or perhaps, if i am feeling adventuresome, even a dodecahedron.
nahh one time at a bon fire my friend put a can of spray paint in the embers without me knowing...scared the shit out of me...
what scares you?
what's your favourite myth?
'ector! more...olives!
<she falls> <baba helps her up and carries her to the sofa, covers her with an olive wool blanket>
shcared? i'm nbot shcared of nuthin'. (she slurs, but inside, she's saying 'heights! good lord, heights! how the fuck can p&k be so damn excited about that bungee jump? shit you'd have to bind me to get me near the edge, never mind harnessed in) but alound, she just says 'rollercoashtersh!" (even though she loves rollercosters, and is not afraid of them at all, not even the ones where your feet dangle, and you're 90 million stories up, 'cuz that part's over really quickly, and you're swirling and sweeping and pounding and looping and generally defying gravity with the help of a little speed...) "i love...rollercoashtersh!"
myth, schmith. i'll finish tomorrr....zzzz.
<hello, baba? this iz z's unconscious mind speaking. sorry about that. she still can't hold her liquor. yes, that's why she sticks to beer and wine, mostly. yes, i promise, she'll finish your questions tomorrow. no, maybe it'll be sunday. yeah, she is going to DC to march for peace. she never did anything like that before. her hippie friends arn't even going! they said it's too cold to protest war in iraq. oh well. she's a stubborn fuck, she is. no, don't worry, she's not driving 6 hours all alone. hatter's hare is going too. in fact, it was her idea. talk to you soon, schweetheart. xo, z)
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