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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 …)

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

SPIT 


It’s not fair
playground monkey bars in winter
or spitting
the farthest

                             ITS

a game
I learnt once from under the porch.

You spat the farthest
and from where your spit
landed
you stood
and shot the ball.

The trick of the game
was to spit
the closest to the basketball net

                             HONORING

natural spitting abilities.
Posted by: François Pointeau / 22:05
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