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needles needling needlessly with little thread... or much of anything else...

(foolish dribbles to be written at uncertain times, on an irregular basis, from uncertain sections of the ever expending universe, and from whatever dimension I-We-Us-Them might find ourselves/ myself in …)

Monday, February 28, 2005

HUNTING FOR CLUES 


Cycling news
in my Texas home
is where I am
venturing capital
inexistent guitar blues
is where I stand
sundown uptown midtown
got a hernia
frowned upon by the militia
lifting cases
of booze.

That’s where my blues
in my Texas home
is like a weasel
sliding past the home town
news
playing the guitar strings
standing down
looking uptown
for some clues.

Where’s my bicycle?
Posted by: François Pointeau / 21:03
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