When I first started working at the Poetry Office I was 17
Boy they say that Exephrastes is a fast runner
He is, he is, but right now it’s
Mongolia, ahead
Mongolia, he speaks about 50 million languages
He speaks them, but he doesn’t understand them
He doesn’t know anything about human nature
This is simple
I want you to make me some demon toast
I want you fine
I feel you thirsty
I lick your neck
I lick you, from just under your chin to right over your voicebox
That’s your throat
That’s your esophagus
That’s air
That’s
You give me a pulmonary embolism
I don’t think i mind it either
G, thanks. I would like to make them longer but I think I am pretty close to the limit as is.
Happy Hollydaze!
–D
I forgot to ask who/what Exephrastes is.
noi
Oh I don’t know I think it is just a made-up name. It sounds kindof Greek, to me, but I don’t think it is an actual Greek name.
–D
btw, i didn’t realize comments would be so ugly under this theme. i apologize, profusely.
Well, thank heaven. I tried all my mythologies looking for some subtle meaning and found nothing. I tried kitchen greek and came up with the outside of a river which didn’t make sense.
I’ll put 20 on Exe to place.
noi
hey D.
liking the stories within the titles, within the stories…
x
G.