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07/21/2008

O'Hara


    How many trees and frying pans
I loved and lost! Guernica hollered look
     out!
but we were all busy hoping our eyes were talking
to Paul Klee. My mother and father asked me and
I told them from my tight blue pants we should
love only the stones, the sea, and heroic figures.
Wasted child! I'll club you on the shins!


Posted on 07/21/2008 in String of Excerpts |

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