Article: 288770 of talk.bizarre
From: (Rowan T. Hamilton)
Newsgroups: talk.bizarre
Subject: Omnifrigid Persistance
Date: 3 Dec 1996 01:31:19 -0600
Organization: FERMILAB, Batavia, IL
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Message-ID: <580l07$>

It's cold now,
Exactly not like that sharp feeling
You get when you look down at the gash
In your thigh and see the red rhythm pumping,
But rather the cold you feel when you
Remember that old friend that hates you
For a very good reason you'd rather forget.

The train sounds
Distant and impersonal like long ago
In the cedar forest plucking poison ivy.
No relation to these cowards who fear
Even children, locking the doors on Halloween,
And look for nonexistent rhyme schemes,
When they'd be better off remembering.

					Three posts condensed in one,

Rowan T. Hamilton                         "To dig this is to groove on                   hella shit."            		       -