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Blowback

The soil is contagious;

peppering the inane as the anthem,

heaped with bloated hell-elujahs,  

and confiscated, somewhere a conscience

slips

and the ear runs frantic

 

like a hyper moth, like a git with a grin

and a bottle of gin, and a kamikaze toothpick

to rid the mind of sin, and somewhere the world

quips

an appendix of thanks,

 

and you are as good as God,

lying back and doing nothing.

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winston plowes

Mon 26th Apr 2010 21:33

Hi Marianne. an appendix of thanks. Loved th whole thing. Win x

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sat 24th Apr 2010 14:14

This is bitingly funny, tripping along its marvellous diction and carousing rhythm like a tu'penny rant. Do you ever write when you are 'high'? Or maybe, 'high' goes in a totally different direction from chemical stimulation. I can think of several 'other ways'.

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John Darwin

Fri 23rd Apr 2010 14:26

Gorgeous words :-)

'like a git with a grin'

wondrous

John

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Marianne Louise Daniels

Fri 23rd Apr 2010 14:09

...watching platoon...and thinking we are there, man (!)...

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Marianne Louise Daniels

Fri 23rd Apr 2010 14:08

blowback - "misinformation resulting from the recirculation into the source country of disinformation previously planted abroad by that country's intelligence service" but it is also a smoking term...I don't like explaining because you can take what you want from it but I guess the first four lines are hinting at the self-righteous crap we can sometimes chat when we are high...

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Ray Miller

Fri 23rd Apr 2010 13:26

Don't get the first 3 or 4 lines at all but I liked the rest, good sonics, as they say, and I thought the last couple of lines were excellent.

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