[ground cloves of more flowers to remember]

[ground cloves of more flowers to remember]

A Poem by Aaron Eliad

 

ground cloves of more flowers to remember,
I stuck in your hair with tragedy dao
chalk dust and the creative goo.
 
Because I have an eye for the clavichord player,
the sitar and tambourine player.
We are dressed in our tragedy pants,
tragedy boots, tragedy scarves,
tragedy sweaters,
tragedy gloves and tragedy lips.
switching cloth and board lanes
peach sweet and expressionless.

© 2009 Aaron Eliad


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Added on June 26, 2009

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Aaron Eliad
Aaron Eliad

DC



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Aaron Osgood Eliad hopes to rethink and thereby reinvent himself by juggling spider monkeys at the bottom of a lightbulb and perform a lifetime of critical posturing in discussion before his excesses .. more..

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