Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Questionnaire


Standing in the middle of all time
Ghosts and maharajas stare
We maintain tunes
Cartoons

The midday limbers
Like painted cake
Are you well?
Did you eat?

These twisted bases
are all alike
and all wrong
so I like them all

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