[drab poetry.....]
Paste them on
and leave 'em there
sticky
sticky like my fingers
after Chinese
in summer
Far off the moon
is coming
But you give my sticky kisses
till Morning
[/drab poetry]
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Got no rhyme, got no rhythm, got no iambs, got not meter. But I've got poetry. I got life.
About Me
- Mixy
- Leiden, Netherlands
- Poet and writer of children’s stories, has now tried her hand at writing short fiction. She tried her other hand too and suddenly it became much easier to type. After invariably being misprinted, misquoted and misprized in various low-brow and on occasion even no-brow magazines she’s opted for branching out into other foliages of literature. Whether fruitful or futile, the muse in Myrthe has no intention of retiring any time soon. Her first short story has already been laudably received by various critics and only last year she was awarded the Second Prize in pointless ramblings by her literary peers.
I like:
- Bubblewrap: http://fun.from.hell.pl/2003-11-24/bubblewrap.swf
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