chinese foodA Poem by The Twin Arenasthe fewtch
It's terrible to
think of being strapped to the belly of a plane flying east but that plane will land and everything that held on will be earthbound. behind the convenience store and abandoned beauty parlour just headshakes quick whip whip until anywhere anywhere! anywhere else even NOT behind the convenience store and abandoned beauty parlour would be echoes of the shake, a clapper a local blur terminating deep within the body of an empty neighborhood box. NOD-not.... NOD NOT shake up and down and then back and up to stare hard at the belly and wonder who is eating what inside of it. © 2015 The Twin ArenasReviews
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