DEHYDRATION
her lips, dry and cracked
the skin peeling off her face
blank eyes staring back
COW PLOP
when the fire-cobs crackle
you must scatter your wits
one to each end of the wind
you feel the boiling
and bubbling below you
and you know it is a cow plop
once your marbles are lost
find those wits you scattered
and call them home to you once more
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January 3, 2010 at 11:14 am
How random is that?
Love it!
January 15, 2010 at 7:38 pm
Cow plop? awesome!
April 13, 2010 at 5:42 pm
Yeah, staying up too late on christmas eve, pigging out on jello squares… what can you expect?