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The Village Idiot

The Village Idiot

i make umbrellas for goldfish. 
knit sweaters for stars.
i loan overcoats to snowflakes.
i hang blue ribbons 
from cobwebs i find amazing...
i laugh into my hands
because they were there
for me, last i cried.
i find you beautiful.
and i know I'm 
blind...

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Nine Eleven

Little umbrellas for gold fish, how wierd and wonderful, I love this, a bit of your eccentric mind cast upon cosmo. 

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August Arps

"  "a bit of your eccentric mind cast upon cosmo..."    ,,,,

I think you mean " Cosmos".
Some kind of all-out lens flare.... barking light
with a left hand... however handed
" you're Right ".
i just thank you, as a matter of fact,
you bothered to a give damn.
i'll bother 
to say " thank You! "

 

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