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From: will.dockery@gmail.com (W.Dockery)
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Subject: Re: Spinning Swiftly -- poem by Zod
Date: Sun, 9 Feb 2025 19:07:12 +0000
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Faraway Star wrote:

> Will Dockery wrote:
>> Faraway Star wrote:
>>
>>> Will Dockery wrote:
>>>> >> Faraway Star wrote:
>>>> >> > Will Dockery wrote:
>>>> >> >> Zod wrote:
>
>>>> >> >>>> > Spinning Swiftly
>>>> >> >>>>
>>>> >> >>>> > Sprained ankle
>>>> >> >>>> > stumbled
>>>> >> >>>> > over the tracks.
>>>> >> >>>>
>>>> >> >>>> > Dark demon
>>>> >> >>>> > in a 24 ounce tin.
>>>> >> >>>>
>>>> >> >>>> > She lifts her kickers
>>>> >> >>>> > tomorrow's raging
>>>> >> >>>> > headache
>>>> >> >>>> > is all that remains.
>>>> >> >>>>
>>>> >> >>>> > Murrowed gill people
>>>> >> >>>> > on the lake shore
>>>> >> >>>> > at backwater
>>>> >> >>>> > Goat Rock Damn.
>>>> >> >>>>
>>>> >> >>>> > Without any special
>>>> >> >>>> > dispensation
>>>> >> >>>> > by the bog
>>>> >> >>>> > still running from the Mob.
>>>> >> >>>>
>>>> >> >>>> > All these nights
>>>> >> >>>> > of nothing
>>>> >> >>>> > but
>>>> >> >>>> > undercover dollars.
>>>> >> >>>>
>>>> >> >>>> > It was sold
>>>> >> >>>> > down the line
>>>> >> >>>> > awaiting my soul
>>>> >> >>>> > looking for a number
>>>> >> >>>> > or nookie.
>>>> >> >>>>
>>>> >> >>>> > Forever to prey
>>>> >> >>>> > pray
>>>> >> >>>> > to the gods of rock and roll.
>>>> >> >>>>
>>>> >> >>>> > Waiting
>>>> >> >>>> > wait in silence
>>>> >> >>>> > the other old man
>>>> >> >>>> > is dying.
>>>> >> >>>>
>>>> >> >>>> > By General Zod
>>>> >> >>>>
>>>> >> >>>> > ***
>>>> >> >>
>>>> >> >> I like this poem, it goes all over the place, sure, but that's not
>>>> unusual in poetry, as you know. Keep up the great work:
>>>> >> >
>>>> >> > https://imgur.com/gallery/dknYCsu
>>>> >>
>>>> >> > Again.... I thank...!
>>>> >> Good morning, Faraway Star, hope you and Mike are having a nice one
>>>> so far.
>>>>
>>>> > Yes indeed, I am raking leaves and I'm not sure where Mike went off
>>>> to...!
>>>> Plenty of leaves to rake these days.
>>
>>> Yep, making a good amount of $$$$$ raking them leaves and now sipping
>>> some wine by the camp fire..!
>> Excellent.
>>
>
> THX

Good afternoon again my friend.