May 23, 2006

Fear My Nostrils

You're not the only one made uncomfortable
by these lens flares

twin pipes
that threaten, curl,
and shine.

They can wrench the wind out of a room.
Catch 5 quarters in mid-air. Each.

And when they sneeze
you turn away to miss a flash
against the back of that

prairie thunderstorm
cow skull.

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digging that last line like on the serious tip, yo!

Posted by: heroic imp at May 23, 2006 7:54 PM

I think u need to rap this one, and pass it around for musical enhancement... I for one would like the chance to make the sound of a sneeze cum prairie thunderstorm (against?) a cow skull.

uh oh - one of us is not right about the spelling of the word for flat midwestern land...

Posted by: zoro at May 29, 2006 8:32 AM

I like your spelling better....
-Cecil

Posted by: Cecil Vortex at May 29, 2006 8:51 AM
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