[NPPF] Pink Palms and Astral Planes: Film At Eleven
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keithsz at concentric.net
Thu Aug 7 22:46:35 CDT 2003
> to cut one's nails is `to sever the withered from
> the quick upon that which has five branches';
One palm with fingers spread,
Between a star of trillium and stone
And hold her first toy on your palm
Expressionless sit on her tumbled bed
Spreading her swollen feet, scratching her head
With psoriatic fingernails, and moan,
Murmuring dreadful words in monotone.
The Five Branches
(1) Our grocer's son
(2) College astronomer Starover Blue
(3) Tall priest
(4) Old flirt
(5) Skirt clinging little pinky
Come here, come herrr'; flirting her tail aloft
When I'd just turned eleven there was a sudden sunburst in my head
A jet's pink trail above the sunset fire
Pat Pink, our guest (antiatomic chat).
Eleven struck.
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