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Setting
Contributed by
Clayman
on
Friday, 11th September 2009 @ 04:43:28 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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Gently i place the hollow throne between leather jaws and hammer in the timber wedge.
The stage is set.
Hungry gyrator lowered with precision knibbles gently when wiggled with care, shaping hands onto tender golden arms.
Starry eye balanced on pins clicks into place when pressured. It cradles justly.
Crowd stands silenced in awe.
Parallel grips tightens the embrace. Rotating whiskers ready the king for the baptism of suds.
Optic glass dissects each angle for analysis, assuring perfection upon curtains' closing.
A star is born.
-Svw
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2009-09-11 04:43:28] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Setting
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 11th September 2009 @ 05:38:16 AM AEST (User
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A very nice piece on a different subject, an entertaining read.
-Phil |
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