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keltinae
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« Thread Started on Feb 1, 2009, 5:01pm »

You were easily won over by my fluent tongue,
You thought I’d measure out.
You bet on a broken slide-ruler that lost its place,
Lizard-like appearing on whim and in haste.
You spend your afternoons,
Guessing what I’ve had for lunch
I light my cigarettes as you forage for toothpicks.

You enjoyed what I did, every minute I could tell.
You kept my secrets bought me Scotch.
Of course I cleared your pantry and medicine cabinet,
You drove me to it with your hospitality,
I had so many memoirs, I carried them like mirrors
So they would survive our crusade.

I flung your underwear as a shooting star,
A zealous flag over the rotating kebab stand,
No one yet has saluted your designer logo, or waist size,
But all the people assume halal meat is sold there,
Only I know different.

I admit I also fed your dog the keys,
You will have to pay her more attention,
Examine with care her feces; I also left you a receipt
You insisted on paying back when you were drunk.
You put a roof over my head,
And I played the flute beautifully,
But worthy of a wreath, never you crooked Libra.

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Re: Host/
« Reply #1 on Feb 6, 2009, 11:10pm »

Hi K.........

Sorry I have not responded earlier .... I've just been so busy .... I'm taking art classes which I've wanted to do for so long ... but it has cut into my online time. I did get your emails and I get back to you ... promise .........

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... some playful teasing between you and your Host, playful but with a bit of vexation.

"I flung your underwear as a shooting star,
A zealous flag over the rotating kebab stand,"

I found the above quite humorous ... an action stemming form either passionate fun or anger.... not sure which. (K. we've a many a kabob stand in my very diverse neighborhood and I think you've left me with an image I am going to have a hard time shaking for sometime to come...

.. )

.... your very last line ...
"But worthy of a wreath, never you crooked Libra." .......... I found a particularly interesting summation. The image of a "crooked" Libra I thought a great descriptive choice..........

Thank you for posting K. ..... I hope all is well with you ... and you'll be hearing from me soon..................

.j.

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