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repent for 2010 – foto by Smith

I received this poetic comment:

who’s a we and who’s a they
that’ll be the day
when we say what they say anyway
you know what I’m sayin

– Jack McGuane

on my blogged poem:

They
wing word round
in classic clown
till dry discourse
rues rule
Courts gesture
recourse
of course
Lambs lame lions
and liars lie down
in one main line
of fool

And I received this surreal comment:

there’s a new street car, you ride free. the driver is some spanish cat related to Salvador of course. the TV innuendos lie in a hard pile by the exit. you’re taking home a DVD “Night of the Living Dead” it’s so bad it’s funny, like life in the “Golden Mean Way”, I had a teacher! he blew his brains out or maybe the subway at rush hour. how inconsiderate. good bread, good dope, I never said a word, they conned me with liquor and nose candy. when I looked at my watch it was late, no wonder the car was empty. now I’m just like the other guy paying fees for even on-line freebies, we lose at the temple of sour grapes, honey doesn’t pay, we make sure of that.

– donny

on my blogged poem:

Me, Myself and Lie

There’re three mes in me:
skin, brain, and bone.
and none of them will leave me alone.


Cleveland Oh- foto by Smith

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