From: Terrius@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: talking to walls
Date: Sat Jul  9 17:40:27 1994
M r .   C l e a n
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that grayness that is dust
has always amazed me...
fragments of so many things
that were so many colours,
and the average is always
        perfectly half light
        and perfectly half dark

the mesh of cloth and hair
is wetness on the rag I hold...
the water bucket is diseased
making the molehill of dust
into a mountain of scum;
        revolutions half done
        are dirty, awful things

-Tb

this poem isn't so great in and of itself, but considering that I wrote
it when I was two, I think it's pretty good.  please write several one 
line 0 content replies.  thank you.