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Rating: ★3.8

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I found your panties
tangled in
my sheets
and
laughed at the
ironic justice
of that:

You just three days
gone
but gone I
knew
forever.
And your panties
tangled in
my sheets

I jotted that line down
and for 17 years
I moved it
from
note book
to
notebook.
I never did that line justice.
But then,
I never did your love justice
either

7/9/00

Richard Quinby

Friday, September 2, 2005

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Sandra Osborne 05 August 2006

Greta Sommerville? George Weeks?

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Lylyanna Pilewski 05 October 2005

Like that ending. Lylyanna

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Sandra Osborne 29 September 2005

great Ending, and I don't know about Bukowski, but your voice shines through. Good Job

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THE LAST REMNANT OF SANITY BIDS YOU ADIEU 15 September 2005

this is a fabulous poem...and wow, to be compared to Bukowski! Wonderful! onto my favorites it goes.

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Theorem Thetruthserum 02 September 2005

Very Bukowskish...good job...liked it a lot.

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