Lucid August Nine
it's some lost song
that wasn't even all mine
damn
it
where is
it?
it's just a simulated compilation
of all that preceded
it
really
i've wanted to find it
ever since i forgot how to play it
it's clearly better lost
yet it's still a haze upon my imagination
headlights the highway of my agitation
now poor cousin Poetry's all's i got to show for it
yes
it's clearly better lost
This is a conceptual story, and in construction with the more architechtural sense of the word preceding the comma just past, a sentence. (c) 2008 A friendly non place slash zero zone for the malfeasant decommission of the perfect crime
approved bed time reading
About Me

- pedro bokanofski
- Brisbane, Queensland, Australia
- I am mainly interested in poetry, prose, contemporary theory, art appreciation and analysis.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
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:)
I am glad to see you are back online...
~vex
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