I don't write, I paint myself blind with words...diogenes herded...ignorance...gilded cages...filling up on beauty unleashed...free will's maddening fractures...eyes that need to smell to see...
January 16, 2011
prompted by the clowning of goddesses...
vaginating vaniloquence
Veering, vagously through
the vast curved carved caves
that line my life
where vats of what could be
the vallations, vafrous and vagient
that validate my vanity
with the vagaries
I distract myself with,
any need seems to seed
itself with what has
become the vacuity
of my emotional vampirism
when a vagissating me
only bleeds out
listing
with this letter v
http://bigtentpoetry.org/
thanks ladies...
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ReplyDeletenothing better than a red headed fish swimming in a dish ...
DeleteI was thinking of a mermaid with a red tail, but whatever you like. Imagination is the only free thing left.
DeleteI was actually thinking of those yummy candy fishes but mermaids well they're delightful too ...
DeleteSwedish Fish? Oh good Lord, those are good.
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