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Jerald: poem Sat Apr 25 19:02:42 1998 To: all I sit, Broken, wasted, on marble steps while the music plays, syncopated, in my head be-bob and skat, rolling together down my spine and out the door, pooling into little bits on the floor, where the ladies, so cool and soft and sweet walk by, tracking little bits of sound around, little stacatto beats on their heels, clip beat-beat-beat-beat-beat as the sound leaves, out into the wider world. poem. Click here to return to timeline |