Sunday, October 29, 2006

spam poetry 002

First her father, then her roommate?
What's wrong?
in 1967 He was totally disoriented.

He closed his eyes
and saw Annie removing the jack
and squeezing Elmer's Glue
into the hole in the module.
And if you don't take that money,
you're going to make me feel bad.
So did Paul.
"Oh yes. "She stopped, not turning around.
He had collected four of her bobby-pins
as assiduously as a squirrel collects nuts for the winter,
and had secreted them under his mattress
along with the pills.
Looking at those pictures
had given him a feeling
which was strange yet eerily intangible
it had been like looking at photographs
of his own imagination,
and he knew that from that moment on,
whenever he tried to imagine
Misery's little combination parlor and study,
Mrs Roman D. Tomb Raider

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