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Written by Kaija Alexandra Thom   
Thursday, 03 January 2008
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more mileage than my dad's beat up t-bird
she sailed the roadside until dawn viewing wildflowers
through the car windows of nauseous passengers
with sea salt on the brain she slept to eat beer bottles
nearly breaking as the masculine tides corroded her skeleton
in the dry reeds down by the patbay highway

where is she now,
my viking sex virago

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Comments (6)
Posted by the Processor
2008-01-04 10:53:23
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i am the processor
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Posted by dockyard
2008-01-04 10:58:18
What??

No you're not...I am..wait..this says I am Dockyard...but Im not...by the way...Like the poem!!
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Posted by tarhead
2008-01-05 13:18:33
another good one

when you went "through the car windows" i got a little lost in perspective... like going from inside to outside. everything else was vivid though.
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Posted by dockyard
2008-01-06 15:03:33
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hmm. this was quite tricky to write. its something that's supposed to change while you read it. be interpreted in three or four different ways.
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Posted by Zombie Punk
2008-08-08 13:38:14
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Feel a tiny bit confused but I think I get it. Pretty damn good Poem if I say so myself. Every line was fantastic. "With sea salt on the brain she slept to eat beer bottles" is just such a cool line I think. Great Work!

Oh yeah, that's a wicked picture.
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Posted by Pilgrim
2008-09-07 13:26:29
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Okay, I'm back to confusion.

Windows of nauseous passengers? Wildflowers? Eat beer bottles?

THat's it, I'm lost.

I need help with this one.
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