Throw Down, Sucka by Matthew ZangenPoppy seed banana peels
rolled across the floor.
Black microbe marble game
All in: begin Round Four. 11/15/2005 Author's Note: So it's the same rhythm/concept as I was Hungry, but I wanted to see if I could make something else out of the same rhythm. Maybe If I shake it enough it will become a real poem.
Posted on 01/23/2006 Copyright © 2024 Matthew Zangen
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Posted by Vere Mantratriad on 01/26/06 at 04:27 AM I can see something in this... I think you do have to shake it, but for some reason this made sense to me and it worked. I think you should keep on with these exercises, there seems to be something to it. |
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