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July 06, 2006
TJF
We met outside a closing bar. My inertia interrupted, I remained for some time; smoked an imaginary American Spirit; nurtured an imaginary bond; wrestled an imaginary tension. Until, once upon a moment - the late-night fellowship set into motion unrestrained - the imaginary heaved a material breath. A friend born! Empathy transfigured! The imaginary spirit hurls a cream pie into the face of Disenchantment; delivers a fresh, wet rasberry [sic] onto the unspecting [sic] neck of sleeping Courage; places a trap-door along the imminent path of Judgement! He swears an oath at all, and traces the outlines of romance as the pathway for my journey homeward!The John Francis
Posted by gene_wood at July 6, 2006 08:17 AM
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