Sunday, March 28, 2010

They were all at our service.




Toward the yamboos, Eugenia spoke:

Who is the abacist here?

A small man appeared within the tripod
where the vibration was strongest,
and proffered a hand whose fingerprints
had been purposely stained black.

~Le gem pome~

has been disrupted
by your conclusive shivs;
Pay what you owe.
Pay back what you have embezzled
from those of us
who actually create something.

blood horses.

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