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Townscapes 10

Monday, 1 December 2008 12:46:02

This is my first very rough attempt at just getting words and thoughts onto the page in that new and much more prescriptive form:

Though all the customers are sober now
The Desperado beers are drunk and on
The tables crimson candles ---- shone
Illuminating a neat pile of logs
Sombreros securely nailed to the walls
Above the hatless waitresses in red and black
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Guitars glued up above remain unstrummed
And loud music from loudspeakers dominates
Our thoughts ----------
Enchiladas -------------
Outside the cold November night is wet
But here is hot Mexico ... we can forget

The structure is there, which makes me feel both comfortable and restrained. Thats what a specific form does, of course!



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