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two blue dads

20th December 2009

stupid in self-portrait came
haughty, ripe with asking
rocked an illiterate disorder
ideas flew
said I’m a pink piano
an orgasm, I mean organ
cocked an anemic wink
dried out in stupid clothes
battled the wicker
waved hi to the nomads
smiled, set traps
thought about the afternoons
cut things in quarters
noses
déjalo quieto que no es tuyo

Posted in Shit poetry on Sunday, December 20th, 2009 at 5:51 pm
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6 responses

  1. L. M. or — comments:
    20th December 2009 at 10:27 pm

    ¿Y de quién es? :)

  2. Ani Smith comments:
    22nd December 2009 at 12:51 pm

    No tengo la menor idea, ya que lo he escrito medio dormida. ;)

  3. Emma comments:
    22nd December 2009 at 7:40 pm

    ¿Desde cuando hablas español?

    Diooos, eres la caña, Ani.

  4. paul comments:
    23rd December 2009 at 4:14 am

    i liked your poem in cookiebomb

  5. Ani Smith comments:
    23rd December 2009 at 2:20 pm

    Emma: Desde que aprendi a hablar (pero escribir/leer en Español no me es natural). Sorpresa. ;)

    Paul: I liked your saying that.

  6. Emma comments:
    23rd December 2009 at 8:03 pm

    Jajajaja, pues si, vaya sorpresa.

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