SlowA Poem by Neas NihilCharging
And Jute in his everlasting wise-a*s asked
"Could the plums be drawn to circumstance?" And I plumb well beat him into sewage Trauma stricken Jute into trappings thankful of his lodgings Had I known that lobster Had I known that clamshackling I'd have upswept in his appearances kindly © 2011 Neas NihilAuthor's Note
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Added on June 25, 2011 Last Updated on June 25, 2011 AuthorNeas NihilMaryville, MOAboutHe didn't seem to care. There was a listlessness in him toward things that people wanted and needed. He lived in a strange silent house and looked out of it through calm eyes. He was a stranger to all.. more..Writing
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