Orson Wells as CitizenCain
2008-12-14 20:15:12 UTC
Speaking of tentative thoughts,
You haven't had a thought in years, you dreadful dunce.the first (probably scrapped, but
maybe
Like A Ringing A Bell (sestina)
Ride the four-o-six,
been on them tricks.
Born in the pines,
way out in the sticks.
Hanging over by the window,
same old song and dream.
They met again in a dream,
she didn't go on until six.
In the booth by the window,
discussing common tricks.
She lived out in the sticks,
as the crow flies over the pines.
She misses him, secretly pines,
hard to tell if it was a dream.
Reading messages in the sticks,
taught to her when she was six.
The help don't get her tricks,
"You missed a spot on the window."
She said no, by the window,
staring out at the pines.
The key was part of her trick,
and she lied about that dream.
He had to leave before six,
on the long road back to the sticks.
She lit an incense stick,
splashing rain on the window.
Ran everyone out at six,
exiled the man to the pines.
Made a mess of his dreams,
just the same old tricks.
Reached in her bag of tricks,
pulled out her sticks.
Someday babe, you'll follow that dream,
daylight in the window.
the herbs smelled like pines,
reminds me of 1996.
Tricks in the morning sticks, dreaming that she was once his.
He knows she pines but he had to leave by six.
FUCK that was horriblenot)
pizza delivery roundabout traffic-light jottings of a sestina used these
4:06
tricks
pines
sticks
window
dream
As I "translate" the ballpoint-pen scribblings into type right now, I'm
thinking of posting it here, but probably will wait for another try
first,
since so many of my newsgroup friends are waiting with such anticipation
(while so few are showing any leads on "how it should be", of course) for
/my/ sestina.
I just came across this one buried in my notepad, so here it is, C&Cpizza delivery roundabout traffic-light jottings of a sestina used these
4:06
tricks
pines
sticks
window
dream
As I "translate" the ballpoint-pen scribblings into type right now, I'm
thinking of posting it here, but probably will wait for another try
first,
since so many of my newsgroup friends are waiting with such anticipation
(while so few are showing any leads on "how it should be", of course) for
/my/ sestina.
Like A Ringing A Bell (sestina)
Ride the four-o-six,
been on them tricks.
Born in the pines,
way out in the sticks.
Hanging over by the window,
same old song and dream.
They met again in a dream,
she didn't go on until six.
In the booth by the window,
discussing common tricks.
She lived out in the sticks,
as the crow flies over the pines.
She misses him, secretly pines,
hard to tell if it was a dream.
Reading messages in the sticks,
taught to her when she was six.
The help don't get her tricks,
"You missed a spot on the window."
She said no, by the window,
staring out at the pines.
The key was part of her trick,
and she lied about that dream.
He had to leave before six,
on the long road back to the sticks.
She lit an incense stick,
splashing rain on the window.
Ran everyone out at six,
exiled the man to the pines.
Made a mess of his dreams,
just the same old tricks.
Reached in her bag of tricks,
pulled out her sticks.
Someday babe, you'll follow that dream,
daylight in the window.
the herbs smelled like pines,
reminds me of 1996.
Tricks in the morning sticks, dreaming that she was once his.
He knows she pines but he had to leave by six.
I think you caused one of my kidneys to temporarily stop functioning