mercoledì 5 novembre 2008

The lame english poem [Free Sonnet]

I have
ghost o of black hairs
& green eyes
and I'm lost
again blind
searchin for yo thighs

& too many girls
carry your name
I carry a flower
as a stick by a lame

["a Whiskey keeps a Blind man
Talkin' Alright..."]

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