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Old December 4th 04, 12:18 AM
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“Enchantment, a good word to describe
The kind of spell that words can
Cast.”
~ Double-A

O alas, yes,
I misspelled “misspells”
The first time ‘round.
Is that what you meant,
By posting twice? Or
Perhaps, more like ~
Chant of mint en
Iced T?

“Meant more than that, as you well know.
It’s cold out here; I miss you so.”
~ Double-A

Do I know Thee
Well, that fine touch,
Your hand? If so, hurry!
A midnight supper ~ as lunch
Devoured late. What’s later, our hours ~
O hm. Order in? How’s about Indian curry
& spinach, all the trimmings,
From Curry-in-a-Hurry? O say, for brunch
Tomorrow, pick up bagels & lox.
Got your key? I’ll leave the front door,
For you, unlocked. What’s more,
So am I. Et tu,
Brute?

“Last week wasn’t too bad.
I got in a couple runs. Each 10 miles.
(I know...)
~ Bear

.... and precisely
What do you think
You know?

O alas, yes,
I misspelled “misspells”
The first time ‘round.
Is that what you meant,
By posting twice? Or
Perhaps, more like ~
Chant of mint en
Iced T?

O know!
That’s “mispells,”
I misspelled my own quotation
Again.

Tomorrow, pick up bagels & lox.
Got your key? I'll leave the front door,
For you, unlocked. What’s more,
So am I. Et tu,
Brute?

....or, O
Know? Bruno?
What use, this enchantment
You’ve spun round me? Have you no
Antidote? Me, yes,
O so true ~ A grrl,
Wearing her red silk petticoat,
Panties, too,
On the prowl, on the lookout,
Yes, true, too, an occasional howl,
Just seeking her lost puparoo ~
Just a babe in danger, escaped from
Bettleheim’s wood, my clenched palm
Clutching my Christmas cards ~ my photo,
My perfect picture, my imago,
My snapshot showing
My Leonardo sitting in his Bethlehem
Manger, his halo, 2,
Overhead.

Bevel gear ~ Either of a pair of gear wheels,
One conical and the other flat or conical,
Connecting and transmitting power
Between shafts not parallel.

Betatron ~ A device that accelerates
Electrons in a circular orbit
By means of a rapidly alternating
Magnetic field.

“In the event of uttering words,
Some words have two meanings, and if one
Perverts the original meaning twice,
The intended utterance, yes,
Unobservable.”
~ .sSweetMarie

O, that’s nice.

“Is it freedom to be governed by a bureaucracy
Of secrets
And lies, which uses the media
To spread its propaganda and lies, while
They conceal their secrets
And jail
The press, who seeks to find them out?
In vigilance.”
~ .sSweetMarie

Nice tune.
Mum hired you,
Hm?
Her style, I know.
The Neiman Foundation,
She hired, conspired
To achieve her ends, mend the world’s ways
Toward her errant dividends.
O know! Kewl stuff.
Bark,
Ruff ~
[Hey!]

“The newly developed H-Bomb
Could start a nuclear fusion chain reaction in the atmosphere
And destroy the world.
Scared me ****less!
Yup, those innocent 50’s. Ha!”
~ Double-A

Mum ~
[Hey!]
****less, really? How so.
51, you said,
You were,
Back then...
So what are years?
I’m all ears.
No, not the orbiting
Earth ~ now I want
Other answers, for
My uncommon prayers,
My stairs climbed,
My soul’s ascension...
Please, no, no
Declension grammatical.

I’m all yours.
No, not the orbiting
Earth ~ now I deserve
Better answers, for
My uncommon prayers,
My stairs climbed,
My years spent,
My soul’s ascension...
Please, no, no
Grammatical declension.

“Does anyone have any particular
Pass interference calls they’d like to steam
About or otherwise share
With the group?”

See: Peter A. French.\,
On Ethics.

“Ever hear of rope-a-dope?
I didn’t think so.”

Just a gallow’s hung
One…swinging on the wind,
Swung to the tune of ~
A swallow’s sorrowful song,
As told to me.

O Poet, you, there ~
What’s wrong?

“Been on the phone,
I called the…
Navy recruitment center.
They won’t accept me because,
Well, you know ~
My suicide attempt history, but I'm doing things,
Yup,
Regardless, to toughen up myself.
O too, I've found peace and beauty,
Surpassing all understanding ~ A greater gift
Than any from the coddled environment
In which I was raised.”

So what’s next?
Go live in a Christian shelter?
Or join a Helter Skelter gang bang?
Or are you now a free-flying
Dog ~ Heir of the Dog, no cares,
No fears, your needs
No longer here, or relevant?
Me, yes, just call me
Heir Apparent-
Ly.
[Hey!]
Or, too Lettersnow’s
Fine, 2.

“Despite the difficulty, I loved the course.
Redwood forests, fern grottos, spectacular views,
Quaint stone steps, wide open, sound of music
Down hills,
How can I complain?”
~ Who said?

Nice landscape,
Come by,
....just knock,
Seven Doors Away...

“I wish 'twere so; I wish could be.
Truth is you've closed your door to me.
Like Dracula, you may have heard,
I can't come in without your word.

But all that food, it sounds so good.
I'd bring it to you if I could.
And Brut? Why yes champagne I'd bring,
To cheer our hearts and make us sing.”
~ Double-A

Anne, always welcome
Here. Tell her
I said so.

~ (-; as above.
~ DonVon

*

Ms.
A.
Bernays,
Oui, welcome always,
Hear? Tell her
Penn & Teller sent her my way, or
So, I say.
[Hey!]

~ Snip, slip ~

“Anne won’t come without my help
In that much you can trust.
Like me now for what I am
Or hate me if you must.”
~ Double-A

O, sure.
Whatever.

~ Sip, sip ~

Anne, I love, and you, D’Arlyn,
Surely, I do not hate.
Such lovely hot
Pron you write me nightly. So,
D’Arlyn ~ Whatever,
As below,
So now, here ~ Aide-de-Anne,
Come camp! Aid me, too, please,
So, as above, so bring her below to me, so I
Know! There yes, please,
Are you?
More, I implore,
Yes, just a little slower,
A tad lower, to the left,
Your right, yes, there, yes. Um
Hm. That’s seriously very
Nice…
We rode, through France,
The wind like panties
With an attitude ~
Slick silk, our machine, our Pink
Cadillac.
Imagine,
Slick silk
Beneath your, slippery O,
You know,
Just under, tickling [t]here…
Licks,
You like, me,
Too.
High altitude, our alto clef,
Screaming, Middle C, whining
For more ~
A rack and pinion staff, bound
Too, on occasion, say,
The 5th
Time on a single day, just variety, spiced
Brew blown delicately,
Then fitfully
Reaffirmed.
Your palmed frond,
Your altar rail,
My knees’ cushion,
Just one of our…
_________________________________________
“100 Favored Positions ~
V&A Tell Et al All”
A Forthcoming
Morning Wood Fornication
_________________________________________
Creative Things Gone Awry:
Typography ~ Just Another Logo Family
_________________________________________
~ FAMILY TRADITION ~
Creative Stuffs Gone Way Far Awry:
Typography ~ Just Another Logo Family
_________________________________________
* Dogging Arts * Fogging Minds * It's a Star *
_________________________________________
*
But what now
To do ~
If all else fails, my Alt key
Or Escape key, or climb alpine style.
Or do I
Just pine away to nothing ~
Ness, transcribe, imbibe, while artfully posing,
Anne’s echo to rhyme mine, my rhythmic
Mind, my Alpha-
Receptor home alone, no neurotransmitter,
Just Anne’s code.
No Beta Max, either. Just my own hand,
My Fictionary, my oracular
Oral delicacy, while Anne’s spam incognito
Cogito whiskers me away, overboard,
Upward ~
Our Folly a Deux,
Our a fortiori, our a priori(2).

But O know,
All’s not lost.
After midnight,
An a cappella chorus,
One Mum hired, I know she did,
Her enamoured artists in repertoire,
Haunt me, nightly taunting,
Their music, yes ~
So nice!
So seriously, so very nice. Do so
Again, please, or come
To me ~ Mama, let’s
Ride the wind like panties
With an attitude ~
Slick silk, our bed
Sheets. So slippery, too, this morning,
Like a bat, I flew from
Morning Wood.

~ Snippety yip ~

“The H-Bomb testing started
In 1952. I know
I couldn’t have remembered that.
It must have been the more powerful tests, done in 1954,
That I can remember
That they were worried about.”
~ Double-A

Yawn,
Whatever.
Off to bed. Bring Brut, chilled, but
No Bruno.
Let’s do, O, well,
You know…
: ~\;-@)={
“virgin iaz twit. u don’t tearer me.
2,427 miles harmony of world as travel thru space.”

rightbackatchaollillquoteyasoon2

“When I run in the rain for a long time,
My singlet gets soaked and heavy,
Tends to cling to my body more,
And I get that painful nipple rub
And bleeding.”
~ Dway

Got
Nipple probs? No serious prob ~
Just say, Mama,
Hey! Or depending upon your personal
Proclivities, you may instead
Opt to pray.
And now a brief
Word [Hope this helps] from Ms.
Fran Lebowitz,
Considering “Good Weather
And Its Propensity to Frequent
The Better
Neighborhoods ~

It was once the common belief
that the climate was determined by a large
number of gods, each in charge of a specific
variety of weather. Then came the major religions,
and most people
came to hold a more subdued point of view
that suggested but a single god
who got around a lot.

Many still take this position, although
the majority now ascribe to a theory
of weather based largely on cloud formation,
air pressure, wind velocity,
and other aspects of science.

Lastly there are those who feel
that the weather
and what it does are entirely the province of
honey-throated television announcers
with big Magic Makers.

So, then,
we are presented with three basic theories
as regards the controlling
factor of weather ~

a. God
b. Nature
c. Tone of Voice”

~ Fran Lebowitz
From “Metropolitan Life”

“Same here,
Try ‘nip guards’ for your long rainy runs.
In my case, anything over about 12-15 miles
Requires some sort of protection.”
~ Lou Reed

~ Snip, bite ~

So, like, Louis,
Where’s Laurie?
Got airplanes,
Got electric Morning Wood
Wind instrument, a spiked bow
Tie, too?
*****
_______
Blog, or dog? Who knows. But if you see my lost pup, please ping me!
A
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Old December 4th 04, 12:40 AM
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....So, like, Louis,
Where’s Laurie?
Got airplanes,
Got electric Morning Wood
Wind instrument, a spiked bow
Tie, too?...

And speaking of toy
Pianos ~ Ms.
Jocelyn Poulk,
My, or 1, fave keyboard composer,
Come on down!
Score us ~
_______
Blog, or dog? Who knows. But if you see my lost pup, please ping me!
A
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