I wrote this poem and it won't mean a goddam thing to anyone except the person I wrote it for and I'm putting it up here because this is my blog and I feel like it! WooHoo!
Follow her cyanogenetic thread
along a trail of bones to the cliff's edge
where blossoms of glucosine promise spill,
singed by bitter almond kisses.
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I don't know what it means, but I like it. There are a couple words I'll have to look up when I come across a dictionary.
Thanks so much, FW - you are so kind!
The great thing about having a blog is being able to put up anything you want, right? Kind of a repository for things I want to keep. I'm still trying to find some time to sit down and try to figure out how to use this scanner I bought a few weeks ago, and when I do....well, if you think this poem is incomprehensible, wait 'till you get a gander at some of my artwork!! Heh!
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