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e john e 
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(5/12/06 12:23 pm)
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dare i sign off with love


there's a grey-green balloon that popped
and all the monkeys that came out
weren't monkeys yet, they were still
children, blonde-haired, green-eyed,
chipped tooth and such. destined for monkeydom
these childbeasts boarded a train
and from its windows they saw golden light
curve in on itself, shapes left their feelings
behind, abstracted themselves, sent themselves off
to some other Smithsonian, an American sympton,
this growth towards monkeydom. at some point however
nearly every childbeast has a spot of recognition
as to who they were, what they were becoming and
how to stop it. and this spot is usually over their shoulder
and to the right, maybe not, who cares. because
this is like a book of monkeys already, full of the feelings
left behind. now who's going to clean up all this balloon mess?


~


5 12 06


Edited by: e john e  at: 5/12/06 12:24 pm
Nicholas J
Junkheer
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(5/12/06 12:26 pm)
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you will know if the monkey start up with the ritualistic flinging of the monkey manure in your general direction.

e john e 
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(5/12/06 12:31 pm)
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New Post you are
so crude

Nicholas J
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(5/12/06 12:37 pm)
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I try my simian best...

HEY...

your photo vanished!

I rather liked it...
It was...
hmmm.

it was very revealing of the inner john without having to resort to either switchblade or scalpel

Edited by: Nicholas J at: 5/12/06 12:39 pm
e john e 
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Posts: 1905
(5/12/06 9:53 pm)
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New Post stories at bedtime


The Legend of Starbucks


Twice or more upon a city
An apparition appears
We partook of its potions
White cocolate and strawberries
Forsooth! The dragon
Singes us with scrutiny
CDs at the counter
Drags its tail into the night
Ever after winds blow hot
Shrill with the change we hold
The fool's hymn just a ditty
Muffled in the crowd's noise
Of this second's century
Respite on the way
Busy and chatty

~


5 12 06



nativedancer
Dot
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(5/13/06 6:38 am)
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the monkey/love poem is wonderful. but i'd drop the last sentence.

Dorothy D Mienko
Dorothy D Mienko
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(5/13/06 11:01 am)
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<:
you write wonderful poetry.
I like a lot, the starbucks poem.

e john e 
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(5/13/06 7:09 pm)
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for a while


there's a spot under the moon
god misses small fishes still
in its light otherwise in a splash
heat drips from echoes
now how does it do that?
drips to sear my skin
and my eyes and every
word will i write


~


5 13 06


e john e 
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(5/14/06 8:54 pm)
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New Post empty basket through frozen foods




empty basket through frozen foods



you can keep
the movie, i'll mail you the book
after i finish it, is that okay?
or i'll bring it to you somewhere,
meet for lunch maybe,
or a long walk through the dark,
maybe catch a movie,
maybe talk.


~


5 14 06



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