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sunday morning precarious (Free verse) by andrewjthomas
her: clinging wet hair like seaweed wrapped around her sashimi face clutched wet towel haphazardly dangling around her chest precariously on the verge of nude toes wiggle in the soft carpet she reaches for something preoccupied . . . glancing up, in my direction me: still groggy with sleep looking up and stunned with shock, wonder, and embarrassment i don't even know her still, i'm entranced by the soft curves of her calves ignoring other temptations, until . . . oh! excuse me!, face blushing red turn quickly, to stare at the wall. exiting ungracefully, then closing the door chiding myself for hesitating all the while grinning like a grade school prankster later: well, . . . good morning, i said with a smile good morning, she smiled back precariously on the verge of laughter

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Weighted score: 5.0
Overall Rank: 7869
Posted: April 29, 2003 3:02 PM PDT; Last modified: April 29, 2003 3:02 PM PDT
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[8] Shardik @ 24.126.113.154 | 29-Apr-03/5:01 PM | Reply
It border lines being a bit to contrived, unless you guys didn't fuck then it would make sense.
[n/a] andrewjthomas @ 192.150.10.150 > Shardik | 29-Apr-03/5:05 PM | Reply
yeah, i need to go back and edit the poem to make that clearer... we didn't fuck... we were both staying in the same apt one night with mutual friends... i woke up early, she thought no one was awake yet... :)
[n/a] unouluvme @ 66.167.71.91 | 27-Jan-04/3:09 PM | Reply
uh...i like this one. Its kinda like a personal narative but, you know, like way better.

BTW: where did your piss test go??? :)
[n/a] andrewjthomas @ 192.150.10.200 > unouluvme | 27-Jan-04/3:26 PM | Reply
i replaced it with the virginia beach poem
i got tired of waiting to post something
and now that i know the strange smell comes from eating asparagus
it just doesn't seem as cool anymore
[n/a] unouluvme @ 209.110.216.80 > andrewjthomas | 24-Feb-04/6:54 PM | Reply
ah, well, i liked this one...BTW, you have a son???
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