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More Sleep
Contributed by
xnoybis
on
Tuesday, 3rd November 2009 @ 07:48:11 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Mean green Death Machine
Fire burning down From above
Little brown Delivery mech
Brings it down to Rest like a dove
With an Acme safe Sense of grace
Splattering all over the place
Until silence
In a moment Gone and then back
With a force confused As attack
And the pieces scattering indifferent to being picked up
All to be salvaged Collected and pooled in a cup
Drinking it down
Sleeping and Sleeping some more.
Copyright ©
xnoybis
... [
2009-11-03 07:48:11] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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