l/e/t/e/v/e/n/i/n/g/c/o/m/e/by j.a.n.e.k.e.n.y.o.n....
Let the light of late afternoon
shine through chinks in the barn, moving
up the bales as the sun moves down.
Let the cricket take up chafing
as a woman takes up her needles
and her yarn. Let evening come.
Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned
in long grass. Let the stars appear
and the moon disclose her silver horn.
Let the fox go back to its sandy den.
Let the wind die down. Let the shed
go black inside. Let evening come.
To the bottle in the ditch,
to the scoopin the oats, to air in the lung
let evening come.
Let it come as it will, and don't
be afraid. God does not leave us
comfortless, so let evening come.
i was thinking of doing an imitation of this poem....but then i found a funnier one...
HAHAHAHAHA...l/o/o/k/i/n/g/a/t/e/a/c/h/o/t/h/e/r/by mu/r/i/e/l/ ru/key/ser
Yes, we were looking at each other
Yes, we knew each other very well
Yes we had made love with each other many times
Yes, we had heard music together
Yes, we had gone to the sea together
Yes, we had cooked and eaten together
Yes, we had laughed often day and night
Yes, we fought violence and knew violence
Yes, we hated the inner and outer oppression
Yes, that day we were looking at each other
Yes, we saw the sunlight pouring down
Yes, the corner of the table was between us
Yes, bread and flowers were on the table
Yes, our eyes saw each other's eyes
Yes, our mouths saw each other's mouths
Yes, our breasts saw each other's breasts
Yes, our bodies entire saw each other
Yes, it was beginning in each
Yes, it threw waves across our lives
Yes, the pulses were becoming very strong
Yes, the beating became very delicate
Yes, the calling the arousal
Yes, the arriving the coming
Yes, there it was for both entire
Yes, we were looking at each other
laaaa di dum......
& it's a new day at{ 3:42 AM
