Monday, February 23, 2009
Ode
Miss verbal slapstick. Post dyslexic phoenixicity. Mary Poppins meets african blues. Tom Jones Ain't no sunshine follows fatboyslim fucking in heaven follows Suddenly I See. Accent narcissism. Poetic gluttony. Gluttoned poetry. Over the top loving. Shattered glass. DU kajal but eating with the pinkie out. Colour drenched but experience parched. Life as stream of consciousness. Patchwork emotions. Earthy. Browning creases. Curled lips ending edgy. Baby feet all woman. Convented. Cow belt dancer. Muted colours, straight lines, a-line contrast to extravagance in mindspace. Insult to stereotype, cliche. Enviably enviable. Everyone's best friend. But my adopted mindfuckbuddy. Pocketsized, amplifier brained. Slurpy little pancake.
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2 comments:
I don't have the balls to say anything at all to this. It's frightening. It leaves me grateful and overwhelmed and unable to answer. deliciously written by the way. Thank you for existing.
Wow!
Sorry, but thats all I could come up with...:) Loved the post.
K.
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