dr_con Posted May 16, 2010 Share Posted May 16, 2010 Come Home Becky claimed she was a local poet one weekday on Moscow Road between Monte Rio and Duncan Mills Her Red top-hat provided confirmation her comments on mine carried the facts we parted on the poison oak and grape covered bridge above the current signaling ever present change pointing out we are loco Poetry is code rebellion sometimes calm always inflamed responses to truth hidden in silence implied conversations with alienation or like interpretations of cats or freedom simply new floor-plans for this cell we call home. Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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