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I used to
Sometimes it's just too late at night to be writing poetry. For Son of Slam Contest.
Rated:
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Avg Rating: (4)
See, there was this
line:

         tossing bridal blossoms to planets all

& two thirty-one
carried certain sounds:
tic and creak and hum

         tossing bridal blossoms toward planets all

& I couldn't
decide.

         tossing bridal blossoms to planets all

Hendrix in my lap
had no input but a knead,
a rolling purr

         tossing bridal blossoms toward planets all

my computer burped and laughed:
(arrogance, meet slam &
his son, humility.)

         tossing bridal blossoms to planets all

…planets, blossoms,
what was I talking about
anyway?

I used to
and shut her down.

- - - - -

Winner, Preliminary Round 10, in
ID: 554585   (Rated: 18+)
SLAM! 
Spring 2006 SLAM! - Congrats to the winners - see you all next time!
by Cappucine


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