On Jun 18, 12:56=A0pm, Dale Houstman <d...@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
> Amanda Reid wrote:
> > =A0 =A0226
>
> > The thunder pounds my window and the sky
> > Releases still more green to stain the ground;
> > The cat alerts one ear, but constant sound
> > Dulls even soldiers to the softest lie,
> > And she is inside. =A0Soon enough, to try
> > The rabbit, blackbird, blade of grass she found
> > Unlike all others. =A0Dreaming that the hound
> > Sniffs bombs in no man's land, her time goes by
> > =A0 As mine does not. =A0Again the clock reads two
> > As if I had no other thing to say
> > And less to know, than that the world took you,
> > And took you here or there, but took away.
> > Whatever there appears to do,
> > The time is -- wrong. =A0But I'm right twice a day.
>
> Far In And Near Out
>
> Thunder ****mmies the shutters
> Of the sky's surrender
> There are urgent green guardians
> Near outside the window
>
> Far in, a cat comes tense
> In consent to dull soldiers
> Of each couched lie
> Where she is inside and near
>
> The rabbit has been tried
> The blackbird confessed
> The jury of green lancers
> Is unlike yesterday's
>
> We dream of far hounds
> And of bombs in near corners
> And of man's close hands
> On the mindless clock
>
> And I am declaring nothing
> Having less to admit
> Than the world which distances
> And shrinks your time
>
> Whatever time is
> Time is wronged
> An approaching murder
> Erected more than twice a day.
>
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Good dismount with erection.
Leisha
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