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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