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Free verse № 132606

Poetry is where you find it

Member since 2002 · Posted 28 Oct 2005 · 8 comments

My index finger makes little circles winding winding then I switch hands gently thrusting the belly forward and for a short time the un-knotting rubber band powers the balsa plane aloft.

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[7] Dovina 28-Oct-05/6:21 PM Reply
Aren't you too old for this. Cutting paper dolls can at least be dignified with the name, origami. Thrusting the belly forward to music of The Rubber Band does have an unknotting.
[n/a] INTRANSIT › Dovina 29-Oct-05/6:22 AM Reply
You will recieve ,this Christmas, from Zodiac:

A cat-o-nine tails, Some kind of fastening device-fuzzy velcro-, possibly just rope, and a ball gag.
[9] zodiac 29-Oct-05/2:26 AM Reply
I like it. I don't know why you switch hands.
[n/a] INTRANSIT › zodiac 29-Oct-05/6:23 AM Reply
You will recieve, this Christmas, from Dovina:

A new set of Sawzall blades.
[9] zodiac › INTRANSIT 29-Oct-05/12:03 PM Reply
Ace.
[n/a] ALChemy 29-Oct-05/6:02 PM Reply
It's not very sporting of you to turn the subject of the conversation away from your poem before we get the chance to.
[n/a] INTRANSIT › ALChemy 29-Oct-05/6:08 PM Reply
Oh be quiet and mix the stuff. I wanna see if it explodes.
[n/a] ALChemy › INTRANSIT 30-Oct-05/4:21 AM Reply
I'll mail it to you and let you know.