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nitrogen women.






i can see these cats, in trucker caps
turned half backwards and laquered in bad cologne,
gasp as you walk past em,
sexier than the slick slide of the light
on the glass eye of a telephoto lens.

baby, you give me the bends somethin viscious.












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Written August 24th, 2005

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  • milkdrop
    August 31, 2005
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    i like this. it's like a little snippet of public angst, of contempt and dissaproval and the strange sense of alienation that comes along with it.
    like standing in a bus station.
    you're good, and you know it.

    hannah


  • procrastinater
    August 25, 2005
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    this has a beautiful sound to it, the hard sounds reminds me of Wilfred Owen (one of my favorite poets). the rhymes are their, but you don't really notice that it's a rhyme you just notice that it sounds good, that is what I strive for. this is good.