from Creature - Saturday, June 14, 2003
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I have ways to go....would appreciate any comments.
Achieving in a dream, As I am a believer in the true.
When I say that I mean, Nothing happens without a goddamn clue.
Smooth polishing, Gathering delightfully.
Accumulated understanding, She then treaded carefully.
A surrealistic diversion, And desire pressurized.
Kenetic perversion, Quizorama idealized.
The waiting lessened, The possible emerged.
One night it so happened, That love was procured.
Kissing the chance, Forgetting the absurdity,
A happenstance, Was this uncertainty.
Taking it brightly, Wanting a difference.
Thinking of the sightly, There is no sentence.
So why do I write, Of that which is so common.
The usual fight, Of the pleasant and the rotten.
Chance the expanses, In the drama playing day by day.
Cheating enhances, The quizorama that is here to stay.