Tuesday, July 12, 2005

The Escape of Newton Gayle

Catch as catch,
the Whatever happened to
We Could do Anything with Our Hands?
Our awesome indestructible playthings

Gateways of nothingness
My dogs are outbound trains

There really
Are so many
Sexy nesses attached
To my drawstrings

but what would journey do?
threaten a train through a needle
and thread,

Am I arrivals at where I’m leaving from?
Should doubtless I
Carry a dowel to parry the job blows?

¡Basta! Enough! I want my exclamation
To face uniquely upside right
My novice nemesis
reaches into a mirror and brings vege tables, to the,

Where upon
I grab at nothing
The yawning nada ness
The structure ess less ness

Life being a one way
Deck of cards
Pissed at parliament
For cutting certain edible kings

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