
Boris Indrikov
how long?
who has the rabbit's clock?
strolling along,
minding everyone's business,
i jumped up to the first branch of breathing.
what have you done?
where did it go?
along pounced a giant ball,
bouncing everything's bubbles,
they stepped over to the first lane in stretching.
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Tuesday, November 3, 2009
..without the waiting
Labels: "Boris Indrikov", bubbles, insight, rabbits, thoughts
Sunday, September 7, 2008
air cooled engine
.."I fetched the little flowers in my teeth and brought them back to him.
He told me then I was too bad to be treated so gently by everyone,
and that he knew how to punish me. He ordered me to mount a nearby table."
That is where I am right now and the table is just big enough
to straddle and cut. The rest of the pieces which fall to the ground
are scooped up by the pet ants. Now, i wish to have the hot air
balloon dress to lift my ass.
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