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Zod wrote:
> Family Guy wrote: 
>> Will Dockery wrote: 
>> > 
>> > > Today's poem on the Shadowville Mythos poetry blog: 
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>> > = snip = 
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>> Quiet, FOOL... 
>> 
>> [[poem restored]]
>> Smartest Design In Modern 
>> 
>> Cold humanity 
>> remains of ice pellets 
>> and foggy after the rains. 
>> Alf is aloof 
>> he's brained on acid. 
>> and here we are 
>> trying to play cards. 
>> 
>> Cindy is so detached from him 
>> she's skinny and lanky 
>> sits looking out the window sadly.
>> Alf falls off the boat 
>> into the icy drink. 
>> Climbs back on 
>> all roped and laughing. 
>> 
>> Cindy is naked looking 
>> with her nipples pointing through 
>> her wet t-shirt 
>> covered in red stripes. 
>> 
>> Ino's turned grey like a stone 
>> while the others watch. 
>> They wonder if he's fine 
>> or not. 
>> 
>> He didn't awaken until the next evening 
>> screaming for a smoke. 
>> 
>> Double trouble 
>> look out for the fox 
>> she'll leave you 
>> in her wake. 
>> 
>> Preacher's daughter 
>> she's so kinky 
>> I almost come 
>> just thinking about 
>> 
>> what she could do for me. 
>> 
>> Wander down 
>> the cold weeded hillside 
>> with whoever... 
>> well... 
>> I don't know her name? 
>> 
>> Right now 
>> that's just none of your business. 
>> 
>> Cindy's chestnut hair 
>> spooky looking green eyes 
>> her soul burdened as if by rocks. 
>> 
>> She always forgets 
>> her panties and socks. 
>> 
>> I'm knowing there was more there 
>> to her 
>> but it was a very long time ago 
>> and it was Winter. 
>> 
>> I was drinking in the rain 
>> when I encountered her. 
>> For the first time 
>> in a couple of months. 
>> 
>> I just couldn't give her 
>> the world 
>> or the harvest moon 
>> or Egypt. 
>> 
>> People keep telling me 
>> of the joys 
>> of purple passion. 
>> 
>> Of rain dances and miel honey 
>> and the rustle of wind 
>> through the valley. 
>> 
>> Entangling my shoes 
>> in the roots 
>> I was being seriously me. 
>> 
>> Cindy was standing 
>> hitch hiking with Petra 
>> a mystical slut 
>> of some reknown. 
>> 
>> They climbed into my Plymouth 
>> into the front seat 
>> and little stone eyes 
>> sat in the middle. 
>> 
>> Petra pulled a joint 
>> out of my ashtray. 
>> She said they needed 
>> to get somewhere 
>> out of the rain. 
>> 
>> I took them to Petra's 
>> mother's apartment 
>> where they took a shower together 
>> I waited on the sofa 
>> listening to a Doors album. 
>> 
>> The room was kind of dark 
>> and I had a hard on 
>> as I waited for the two girls. 
>> Watching the wall 
>> hearing 
>> riders on the storm. 
>> 
>> -Will Dockery / 12-8-81 
>> 
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