I am tripping on me undone,
I have loosed me-
No knot, no bow.
I have flying ends
On fast feet.
Lashed by lace
I play with falling -
And skip, and hop,
And fall
Thanking God
On skun knee.
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ENEMA OF THE STATE - This is the state I'm in - it is called my noggin (slang for head). This blog is the enema of my state, purging me of a large fibrous backlog. One man's waste is another man's treasure. I hope a seed of your attentions might fall on my fertile soil. Welcome to my noggin.
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