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|On Reading the Fathomless Asbery, I Wrote (standard:poetry, 61 words)|
|Author: kendall thomas||Added: May 22 2009||Views/Reads: 1401/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
Diablo's hot Studebaker roared down the road. Birds rankled in the Peachtree. . Roared. Niagara Falls. Marilyn Monroe flees the wetness between her thighs. . Diablo left no tracks on his way to the stars. There was no whiskey left for dreams. . Weeds bloomed beneath the mailbox. Flies buzzed around the oak where Diablo died in a cloud of smoke. Tweet
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