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Free verse № 7995

spending time on the beach as the world comes sneezing to an end (Thursday afternoon)

by balthazar

Member since 2002 · Posted 8 Aug 2002 · 3 comments

Frail in the massive heat the air bends under its own weight curling up swallowed unrecognizable unbreathable finally and the sea recedes revealing the tops of the maples and then surges, bursting as the flames begin to rise in the distance.

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[8] <~> 8-Aug-02/7:38 AM Reply
nothing like a good apocalypse to brightenm up one's day.
[9] razorgrin 8-Aug-02/8:18 AM Reply
Damned amazing!
[8] horus8 8-Aug-02/11:47 AM Reply
fires of the djinn, fire of the djinn. sires of huck finn. tires of erot flynn. wires for loretta lynn? burn.explode.the pyres are for the lunch crowd. no raviollis for jesu'.