PICK UP LINE

PICK UP LINE

A Poem by Father Mojo

 

 

a solemn oath–
hot words clinging
to thick, sticky air;
dancing
to rhythmic vibrations;
slamming
against rigid consonants;
leaping
through hollow vowels

© 2008 Father Mojo


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Everything about this poem is perfectly executed, right down to the title.
This is a fine example of maximum efficiency at work.
Magic.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

So, what's a high definition woman like you doing in a pixilated place like this?

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 11, 2008

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Father Mojo
Father Mojo

Carneys Point, NJ



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A Poem by Father Mojo