Title: hugh little
Date: Fri Feb 10, 1995 06:23:29 (1 days old)
Origin: The Loser's Club (Alabama) [205-535-0793]
From: oven-baked #222 @1205022 VirtualNET
I saw it
the coordination
the subordination
and all the subversiveness described in little words
I walked it
the dotted line
the words don't rhyme
and all the perversity denied in tripping steps
Drop down, the cap is lost, the tap is ruined
Spill back, the time is gone, the gun is shooting
until all the liars are dead, but seething.
All the days gone by complex, stored in flesh and pictures
All the ways passed down in shame, bored to death by lectures
of truth and scandal.
and the essence is lost in trivial dialectics
and
the meaning is lost outside the rhyme.
good-night
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