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Date Posted: 00:55:15 08/31/00 Thu
Author: Mariah
Subject: Mild Contusion

Mild Contusion
8/30/2000

Simmer in the saucepan, boiling.
Bicycle tires all need oiling.
Fire styles a millionaire.
Up upon the platform stairs.

Willee Coyote, traps are flipping.
Roadrun passes, Acme tipping.
Flapping bird wings, cross is ripping.
Snapping branch and snake is sipping.

Milestone cliffs mid sprinkled ashes.
Firestorm pits, midevil axes.
Tiptoed fairies peer beside them,
pixiedust and starlit canyons.

While upon a desert plain,
waiting for September's rains,
balls of cotton, rimmed with pain
stab the stands of sugar cane.

Blood is gushing towards the bus stop.
Ice cream highways,
guns that go pop.
Wrinkled stars that twinkle softly,
Screamed prayer mantras painful, awfully.

Fighting peace men,
garbled message.
Decoder rings
and magic passage.

Fire stopped
and Hell be broken.
Shark attacks
but some are woken.

Red-rimmed eyes and scowling dawnlight,
kissing soldiers, gentle tuned might.
Moving waves beneath flower stem.
Running princess, sparkling diadem.


Shaking cobwebs,
much confusion.
What's the noise for?
Mild contusion.

Loving splendor 'mong the treetops.
Flying planes that rise, and then drop.
Feathered arms that fly, and then stop.
Silence splintering.

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