Culture
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Written by Robert Baden Hughes
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Monday, 20 July 2009 08:41 |
(This) too dark for ink
I live here in the back bits-
hypothalamic crocodile,
advance to the front bits
make my mindchocolate stuff,
the understood fruity lip balmed, un-ballooned-gas truth,
do thinks; make no bits nor things,
then,
return to the
revert to the
steps
to the
tip-toe through the
wet-shoe (even burgle the)
split bigtop brain hills, mind buttocked cerebral cleavage
Between
This n that
Boy n girl
Sure n not
Two or one bass n drum.
Come back to the swamp?
© 2006 Robert Baden Hughes
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Last Updated on Tuesday, 28 July 2009 12:57 |