what are we to do about the carpet

but pull it up~ stuckbacked and smellling
heave it
leaving gritmotes and hairy bits ev ree where

                                         yeah, you’d be proud of me for listmaking
                                         []kitchen ceiling
                                         []dump carpet
                                         []beer better muthur
                                         []repairlife n broke n heart
                                         []dinner?

sniggle yourself thin within grim.walls
                                         night recalls and the depths of the lumbering dream.sea

~ waterweight
dreamstate numbering

swallow’cobbles
                           bellyheavy and alltogether
                           a good idea to hold me down
                          

                                                                                         if you love me
                                                                                         hold my coldhand
                                                                                         and
                                                                                         stand
.

.
[durdledoor  shh   so bowbacked
                       i am.small but i’ll hold you]

                                                                      put it in the boot and then i can tick
                                                                      a []
                                                                                        
                                         
                               

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~ by Beeskiffle on February 14, 2008.

3 Responses to “what are we to do about the carpet”

  1. extraordinary, tiny language fragments with such weight,

  2. I must say your moniker is the coolest I’ve seen. Your poetry leaves my mind darting like a minnow eluding prey.

  3. girls love lists. 🙂 The sounds in this are gorgeous. I love the way I have to read all your stuff aloud to take it all in. Magical it is. xxx

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