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At a hotel room in Royal Oak (Free verse) by horus8 Sleeping the day away
upside down on the couch.
The mailslot in the door would open,
With a box of light, indiscriminately.
A set of eyes.
The voice.
"You got your rent?".
Silently,
I put my pants on,
and let the question
answer itself.
Up the ladder:
Pleasure. (Leisure Spoof)
Down the ladder:
Obituary for the Moon
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Posted: July 6, 2003 5:49 PM PDT; Last modified: July 6, 2003 5:49 PM PDTWeighted score: 6.831663 Overall Rank: 344 Comments:
Something I can share.
good show
Cheers.
good this, I meant to comment when you wrote it but my computer crashed.
Of all your poems this one and the if people still dont know why people hate america they should get out some more one are ones that I keep remembering
i really like your writing
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I bet he drank the check too 10
Why don't you give me 10s anymore?? What's with this 9 bullshit?? Stop toying with me. I'm not a toy.