Monday, February 28, 2011

A Poem for my Dear Friend

The blackbird in the brothel
Finds himself quite blissful
He ambles through congeries
Finding himself among beauties
And there he will find Him
And it will be quite grim

Love

Alder

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2 comments:

  1. FrapFebruary 28, 2011 at 6:38 PM

    No caps? No code? Fuck you, Alder. ~Joce

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  2. Anonymous (The Magus)February 28, 2011 at 8:28 PM

    A CODE WOULD JUST GET IN THE WAY

    AND CAPITAL LETTERS WOULD HAVE DESTROYED THE ART OF MY POETRY

    AND JOCE

    YOURE STARTING TO ANGER ME

    KNOCK IT OFF

    LOVE

    ALDER

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