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You wash up, I forget. (Free verse) by Bachus
Drawing you a hot bath
I ponder displacement
of water and wash cloth
movements. Then I relapse as only
a drug addict can.
Tracing images on
medicine cabinet's mirror.
Heart and arrow forevers.
Bone and dust vendettas.
Spilling out of basin
climbing back up slick sides
When you arrive
I mutter something about
us needing, "new towels".
Then I retreat, back
to the front room.
Knowing full well
I'm a liar.
You motion me to join you.
I decline out of guilt and
fear and love and space.
My mind concludes
To much weight.
For such a short time.
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Weighted score: 6.905148
Overall Rank: 229
Posted: May 6, 2003 2:20 AM PDT; Last modified: July 28, 2003 4:20 PM PDT
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http://cabinessence.cream.org/BJ3-5a.zip
Listen to the first sketch after the intro.
http://cabinessence.cream.org/
This was very inventive and like I said, very funny.